An apology on beforehand but this is part of my geek status (off the coolest nature I assure you). I got a Mac and it's the greatest computer I ever owned. I just saw the new Apple adverts and you have to see them. They are funny: New Mac Ads
I also dropped a pile of CDs onto my keyboard and the D and G keys snapped off...but thanks to Apple Care that will be costing me a fat zero.
And on topic. I feel great right now. Had a really good bank holiday weekend, tiring, but great. It seems one recovery day for each day of chemo is required. That formula is based on the highly scientific view base of one chemo session, one time. I'll let you know how long it takes next time...
The holiday to Rome looms. Yesterday I had a call from my long lost auntie (long lost in the sense that she rarely speaks to my mother and I haven't spoken to her for a looooong time). Anyway, she has been a nurse for a loooong time and expressed her absolute horror that I was going on holiday whilst in the possession of a Hickman line. She stated that she works in a sterile environment baby intensive care unit where they use them and even there they get infections. A baby died recently due to an infection in the Hick. Because it is straight to a major artery any infection can be extremely dangerous. The immortal words 'You could die' were uttered. Then She pleaded with me not to go on holiday.
I am going on holiday. In the words of the Vandals 'Nothing is going to ruin my holiday'. Although I am slightly perturbed at her utmost verbal attempt to stop me from going. I have sent an email to my oncology nurse expressing my concerns and stating what my auntie said. No reply as yet...
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Ha, how morbid of her. Though she makes a good point. Something about air pressure in the line and flying at high altitudes... I think. Best get some proper advice first. Glad to read you're feeling well, speak to you soon.
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