After getting the all clear last Wednesday, there was only one more hospital treatment to go. Already feeling rather jubilant, I prepared for a little celebration on Friday when I was all set to be finished with herceptin as well.
Roll on Thu afternoon, which saw me having a bevvy with my bosses at the pub near work for one of their birthdays. My phone rang and for some reason I decided to answer it, despite it showing private caller – which I hardly ever do (secretly worried will get caught on the phone with an ex boyfriend, credit card company or salesman of some sort every time).
Anyway, it was a call from the rather stern, but very excellent nurse (with reputation for being the vein whisperer) to say they had only made a mistake……and I finished my herceptin treatments 3 weeks ago! Was a bit of an anti climax. But not. More wine followed said phone call….naturally.
So, I’ve spent the last 4 days feeling extremely chipper, all is well in my world, nothing can stop me now. In which time I also did my National Breast Cancer Foundation speaker training, which I shall blog all about in my next post. Onward, onward, onward!
