Since my last blog time has moved on pretty quickly. We have been lucky to have a few visitors pop in including David Foster (Down for the Footy grand final) and ex neighbours Steve and Jenni Butt and Harry and Min Youngman from Hamilton. On top of that my parents have been in Melbourne for a few days with regular visits to our apartment. (They chose to return to Cootamundra on the Sat night XPT but found it was 1.5 hrs late in leaving – getting them in at 3.00am. Not bad for 80 year olds!)
On one day I walked (or my parents walked me) over to the Melbourne Star (the large viewing wheel equivalent to the London Eye) for a scenic view of Melbourne. I think my parents were more fascinated than me but then again I get a similar view most times we fly into Essendon. When our cabin reached the top of the arc we had a clear view back to our apartment in Docklands and I texted Jan to wave the red flag from the balcony. And believe it or not we could see her from the Star clearly (probably only 1.5kms away).
Most days have entailed sleep, eat, rest, eat, eat some more and reading or TV. Very restful really but despite all the eating I have not been able to put on weight, maintaining a steady 77.0 kgs which is about 8 kgs less than my normal fighting weight. This is the weird thing prior to my illness I had to watch my food intake carefully as I’d easily add 1-2 kgs after a week of ‘ good living’. Now I am having 8 or so meals a day including protein thick shakes and smoothies and not putting on weight.
All that I can conclude is that my body is soaking up all of the nutrition for repair.
Saturday morning I had trouble with the dressing on my Hickman line (the cannula to the heart) and had to call Ward 7B for instructions. They suggested I came in ASAP for the dressing to be changed, which resulted in a great outcome, 2 hrs later. Not bad for hospital time! I tried to get my results from the Biopsy but the nurses were not allowed to release this (even if they have it), so unfortunately it will be a wait until Wednesday when I see my consultant John Seymour.
Sleep has still been a bit of an issue, although I seem to be averaging 6 hrs a night with a few breaks. The 4.30am wake up has been a constant although now with Daylight saving this bumps it to 5.30 which is much more respectable.
Lachy has been down in Tassie this weekend and is bringing Jan’s car back on the Spirit of Tasmania, Sunday night. We took the opportunity to give him a long list of things to bring home such as clothes, hats, a few documents, a painting and my bagpipes! I reckon if I can play the bagpipes I’ll know I’m almost cured!
So at the moment life is pretty good. I am comfortable at home, Jan is cooking me lots of lovely meals, we’ve had a few visitors and I’m resting up for the next round of Chemo.