"A Volcano in my Tummy" - a very apt book title...... |
It's just an oxymoron- I don't feel these things during the day at work......I have a couple of paracetamol every morning and I feel fine for the day; I just can't get around very quickly and am not on my feet for sustained periods of time.It's when I get home and put my feet up when it starts to send me a hello message- I'm here, I'm a little bit country and a little bit rock and roll....ahh music to my ears.
I had a scare at the local shopping centre on the weekend, I call "Badlands". I felt a bit stiff on Saturday morning but thought to myself it's time to get an ugly passport photo so I can renew my passport- you never know I might do an overseas trip again sometime soon..... I walked around for 10 minutes and I'll be darned if my body completely freeze-framed on me. I couldn't walk to save myself. It freaked me out completely so I found the nearest cafe and had a lovely flat white with skim milk and a gorgeous croissant, while I had my first "Georgia Meltdown". It wasn't pain , it was just pressure and too difficult to move around! It has never happened before so I had to do some psychological aerobics to find my equilibrium.....
The extra night-time pain killers have frozen my abdomen solid so I am working on making my digestive system get back to basics. It is annoying because I am not even on any treatment for cancer at the moment. I am taking the heart protection meds and that seems to have settled me down. I tempted fate on Sunday and pushed it a bit to see if I could.... and did the housework; washing, vacuuming never felt better! It was alright!
I have been eating smaller meals and not taking too many risks with my food intake. Small snacks are more the go, with a nice glass of wine added for good measure every now and then. I have dropped a little weight but it is just levelling out back to what I was a few years ago.
Waiting for the next treatment.....
Love Your Life,
Georgia