Life has been anything but boring since I had my first lot of chemo two weeks ago. I decided to book the following week off work as I didn't know how I would be and thank goodness I did. For the first two days I was bouncing off the walls because of the steroids and didn't get a wink of sleep. Once the effects of the steroids wore off, our twelve year old son was admitted to hospital for emergency surgery (nothing nasty, he's fine now) but because he's only 12 I didn't want to leave him so I stayed at the hospital with him and didn't get a wink of sleep all night. They put him on a monitor for his blood pressure and heart rate and the alarm kept going off as his heart rate kept slowing down. I nearly ended up with heart failure myself because it went off that many times. I went back to work last Monday and all of my lovely work colleagues popped into my office to say hello, welcome back, hope you're ok and we missed you. I was really touched but the lovely warm feeling was soon replaced with anger when the woman I work for made it clear she wasn't happy. She then went on to complain that I was there to work and she didn't want people coming into my office as I had far too much work to do. I couldn't belive her. I'm a damned good worker, I work my little socks off and I churn out a lot of work. I rarely get much chance to talk to my colleagues as she's so demanding and I generally don't have time to talk to them. I knew she was a cold fish but her attitude was unbelievable. Anyway long story short all of my lovely colleagues complained to the office manager about her attitude and she was hauled into the office by one of the partners. I'm not sure what was said but she was as nice as pie the following day. Anyway I'm hoping for a quieter week this week as I'm due my next chemo session on Friday......fingers crossed, Kerry.