I woke up with difficulty breathing this morning.  The mass, and the pain in my chest sometimes prevent me to take deep breaths in to my left side of my lungs, particularly to the lower lobe that side.  Minna helped me with some yoga breathing techniques, and we discovered a good position in which I can fairly comfortably breath deeply into the left side of my lung.   Minna will become a yoga expert for cancer patients by the end of this, I am sure! 

I am really gutted; I’ve run out of Tramadol, my main pain relief, for the weekend.  I have to cope with Co-Codamol.  Hopefully, the pain will not get too bad.

The steroids and the hormones have made me HUNGRY!  My appetite has never been this high, and I am eating like a horse.  MInna gave me some Green & Black dark chocolate with cherries, and I have never eaten chocolate as passionately, quickly, and with purpose!  I am still not ‘fat’, the opposite, so I am taking this opportunity to pile some kilos.  Oh, and I had some delicious blue cheese with Finn Crisp (hapankorppu) at lunch time.  It was heaven!  It will not be long until I cannot have blue cheese anymore… 

I cycled pretty much the whole journey home from Camden along the canal.  It is amazing how you can commute such a long way from Camden to south of Hackney by simply pedalling along the waterside, with no traffic, or hardly any people either.  Towards the end the journey, my chest started to hurt, I felt run down, and the breathing became difficult again.  I was happy to be drinking a cup of hot fresh lemon and honey back at home 

It was my second day of injecting the Menopur hormones.  Suzie had promised to come over for help and moral support.  This time it went pretty smoothly, and I think Suzie was impressed I was able to inject myself with such ease.  She has seen what I can be like with needles!  It was so lovely of her to make a journey to see me and help me with the injection, I couldn’t have done it without her. 

Tomorrow, I should be meeting Josie, Helena’s work mate/friend, who has got a spare real hair wig I can try on.  If it suits me, I can have it!  I’ll let you know how I get on with that tomorrow.