neutropaenic sepsis

Mystery Shopping

August 28th 2015

So far, so good. Friday had come and gone without me ending up on the day unit having my bloods checked! I was so relieved. I was starting to feel a wee bit better, and was looking forward to Dermot coming home so I could have a sensible conversation with someone, instead of staring in to space like a zombie.

I’d done it. I’d got through the second round of chemo, and it hadn’t been as bad (thanks to the swap in GCSF injections). Later that evening, however, I started to feel a bit shivery, but thought nothing of it. Then I got goosebumps on my arms. It was 8pm. I didn’t feel quite right, and was a little worried. Read More…

Neutropaenic Sepsis...?

So today was Day 8, the start of week 2. And it didn't start well. I woke up silently screaming at 1am with the worst headache I have ever, ever had. I was crying with the pain. Paracetamol and ibuprofen didn't touch it. I didn't want to wake my husband, as he was about to start a 3-day weekend on-call as the consultant surgeon, so I lay there, in the dark, waiting for the sun to rise. Read More…
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