I did not sleep very well (it has not taken long to get used to home comforts!). I got up at 8:30 and came downstairs, and I did a crossword and read my book whilst Rose was busy.
We then decided to go for a walk outside, to see if I can walk well enough to do at least some of the next cycle of treatment from the hotel, instead of as an inpatient. We walked around my street (it is a circular close), and I was very pleased to be able to do it without getting too out of breath. My leg felt quite comfortable walking (I used the walking stick), and I felt much stronger than when walking in the hospital. It was a very successful outing.
We had home-made Tarte Alsacienne (cooked earlier) and a cup of tea on our return, then lazed around (me eating as regularly as I can), had lunch, and waited until the nurse came to inject me with Fragmin, and then we decided to walk to the postbox to post a letter.
The postbox is somewhat further than the simple trip round the Close, and it turned out to be a bit ambitious! It was OK on the way there, because it is slightly downhill, but half way back (going up the mildest of inclines) I got out of breath. I had to lean on Rose for the last 50 yards. Clearly I made it home, and I had a great sense of achievement, but it was probably a mistake. My pathetic little leg muscles will complain tomorrow!
The nurse specialist rang to confirm the timetable, which is pretty much as I told you. I will be home until next Tuesday, and the next cycle of treatment will start on Wednesday 2nd March, staying in the hotel. This Friday I will go to outpatients just for the day to get a new PICC line fitted and see the doctors. So, I have almost a week at home to get as strong walking as I can.
Now we have eaten dinner, and we are settling down to watch some TV.
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