Evening Folks,

Today was a odd day, the phone being ringing all day and a couple of friends dropped by as well. All in all a good day. I even braved the cold and ventured out to see my GP for my disability social benefit MC2 form and get some meds from the chemist. I chatted briefly with my GP about my soles of my feet and he said its due to bruising as the drugs I am getting are making the nerve endings more sensitive. He also assured me that it is okay and just to mention to the oncology staff to check my platelets.

Last night we found out that one of Ethan pals had to head off to hospital. He was complaining of abdominal pains. Late last night his mum text us and it turned out that he had type 1 diabetes and he is only 7 years old. I will direct his mum to the Chronic Illness forum for some reading. It is a shock to us all.

I slept well last night despite having to make two trips to the toilet to sort out the bag on my side. I just remember a strange thing last night. I woke up briefly and found my mouth was dry as the Sahara desert but I did not feel thirsty at all. Anyway after coming too and realising my dilemma I drank some water and ate an apricot. Felt much better after that. I am getting used to these night time intrusions. Spoke to Elaine and she said I was snoring last night. I don't usually snore except when I'm tired or have a cold.

No naps today but getting tired as type.

Well its being an eventful week. Half way through my treatments and heading to my 7th next Tuesday. Just when I think I am getting used to the after effects of my chemo another thing crops up. The bruising signs on my soles of my feet and area around my stoma itching and turning a dark color as well. I remember scratching it a few days ago when I was changing out the base plate and bag. I need now to find a way of boosting my platelets. Going back to the books and google again.

I decided nothing will set me back again and I treat every bad instances just like a minor thing. So these two thing will join the long list of other stuff that happened to me during the long road to my recovery. A road that is only one way...and I will never look back. Maybe when all this is over I will look back from this blog and reflect on it.

Nite All,

Sai