Simon hasn't felt too good this week. When he got to hospital on Tuesday, a blood test they do to make sure he's ready for chemo again showed that some counts (don't know their name) were too low. They realised that because Simon was in the day unit for chemo last time, for some reason the staff hadn't thought it necessary for him to have the injection that he would normally have after this treatment when he got home, to help his body recover, even though he had asked them about it.

Normally they wouldn't have started chemo with his counts being this low but because in the past his body has coped pretty well, they decided to start it anyway. So it has left him feeling pretty bad. Yesterday he got gastro and spent the day sleeping.

I'm sooo glad that the chemo is working but I find it really hard thinking about his poor body being pumped with such scary and often lethal medicines. We were wondering this morning as he struggled to go to work, if he was going to be feeling like this for the rest of the treatment because they are doing it more intensely in these last 6 weeks than they have for the year.

This all seems a bit hard but we realise how fortunate we are that he hasn't felt like this for every treatment this year and obviously that it's even working. Only 5 weeks to go now, counting on one hand!