Just when I was coming to terms with only two more weeks chemo and know I would miss it the clinic has just phoned to say my blood test is not good. Plaquettes (platelets) are down again and I can't have the chemo this week. Next week is my last one anyway so with the CA hardly moving this last six or seven weeks I'm at an all time low. The nurse said there's nothing they can do about the low count but just wait but next week will definitely be the last. Surely I can do something to help boost them up. They can boost up the whites with neulasta but not the plaquettes apparently.
I don't even want hubby to hug me. I've emailed my Cancer Support Counsellor as she usually phones on Tuesday after chemo and I don't want to talk to her either. I just want to crawl into a hole and disappear. I've had relatively bad news for the last two weeks and this has toppled me into a spiral of self pity. It's not like me at all. Please help.
I'm going up to bed for a big sulk. I feel sorry for myself and I don't care that I do.