What lovely people you all are! It's heartwarming to know that I'm not alone, everyone has their problems, don't they? I'm on this dose of chemo (for blood cancer) for the rest of my life and I'm lucky, apparently, because without it, I'd probably have a stroke or heart attack and I'm tolerating chemo quite well. You can never relax, though, and every 8 weeks I get very anxious about the next blood test as they might have to increase the chemo. I do suffer from anxiety anyway and I've always been quite proud of my appearance, not looking my age - I've got the fall now! 68 is getting too near 70, there, aren't I vain! I realise the alternative though but I wish it wasn't so painful to endure. I think about my poor mum who hardly went out, hardly ever had new clothes or holidays, looked old and grey at 60, didn't have the lovely, lovely life that I've had and then got Altheimers! And I'm feeling sorry for myself!
I will look into the product, Bouffe, sounds good. I've decided that I must, I must go back and ask the little twerp to at least cement the denture in, even though I'm throwing money away. I just wish I'd had it put back in on Wednesday but I was so upset, I wasn't thinking properly. I've got to go out tonight like this and try to keep my mouth shut, which I find impossible!
Yes, I accept the slap on the wrist about buying clothes but I'm buying less now than I've ever done, buy lots in charity shops when I can, but it does give me a badly needed lift to wear something new! Meandashy, you have all my sympathy, a crap week and then a migraine, it's just not fair. You lot can't know how much of a lift you've given me, lots of ideas, and lots of good wishes.