Just a quick post for the record, it's not been the best of days. Mobility and the limited movement have both been getting bad and getting worse, to the point that I could barely get out of a chair or move around at all. Chemo day yesterday, I had a moan about it and they summoned a haematology doc from upstairs to have a look and a think. Best he could come up with was a letter to GP to request a referral to physio. That obviously doesn't fill me with enthusiasm. As my unofficial medical adviser said ("Couldn't think of anything else, then.") Exactly!
Two incidents today - one when I nearly fell to the left when getting off the WC, just managed to save that. And later, also collapsed to the left on getting out of my recliner chair. Unfortunately landed on Sue's legs and didn't do her knee much good, but she reports no serious damage, thankfully.
UPDATE: Things improved a little after a shower and in the early hours of the morning, but still exceptionally bad. BUT.. woke up this morning, completely back to normal (although the normal of recent weeks isn't exactly good).
I have no clear idea of what's going on. I did have a couple of glasses of wine with last night's fish&chips (a social event we have here every last Wednesday) but that was if anything a little less than I usually drink at such things. Never had a comparable reaction to a couple of drinks before.
It occurs to me that I didn't get the usual dex dose during yesterday's chemo - probably overlooked because of the concentration on the muscle weakness problem. Instead I took the day's dex late at night, and of course another (Thursday) dose this morning. Right now the muscle weakness is pretty much gone, I can get out of a chair without having much to do beyond thinking about it. I suppose the test will come at the weekend, when I expect a crash to come as the dex clears out of my system. But right now, I have to feel a bit of a fraud...
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