I've been living the dream. Oh, yeah.
Didn't put my heart and soul into getting it, didn't spend my entire life thinking only of it, didn't need it, didn't in fact under any circumstances want it. But I've been living it nonetheless.
I was also weak, and tired, and really pretty floored by high-velocity diarrhoea which looked like a petrochemical by-product and left the Simon Cowells feeling like they’d been skelped from the inside. Sorry for that image.
Tuesday was no better, and Wednesday wasn’t too great either. This was getting a bit worrying, partly because I wasn’t certain the human body should be able to pass that much effluent without having first taken anything in, but mainly because I was getting married on the Friday and felt I should probably be there for that.
Marvellous stuff. I instantly stopped being thirsty for the first time in over a week and felt so much better.
The whole ceremony was over in about 15 minutes so we could get down to the important eating and drinking part from lunchtime. It went well.
Seems I had some kind of common food poisoning bug on top of the usual chemo horror, and it’s running its course.
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