Urgh! Chemo three down, and thank the fcuk! Apart from the fact that it make me go a rancid yellow colour it exhausted me. Couldn’t lift my head off my pillow for a straight 24 hours and I slept - not that long wintery lazy sleep of soft duvet and great books and chocolate but the exhausting sleep of illness.  Swallowing water was a strain. I tell myself I will make myself drink more each day but damn it is hard when the water tastes like rancid metal.

I know I need to change my mindset - today I got onto my yoga mat again for the first time in two weeks, and I am determined to try and do so again tomorrow. I need to keep my limbs strong and flexible after two days of no movement, and I need the mental calm it brings.

Today I went out into the garden and tidied and planted and pruned back the summer growth.

Today I felt good again.