One day left

That was as busy a weekend as I've had in a long time!

I spent Saturday doing my Christmas shopping, then met Johanna's Dad, which was really nice, then had a very pleasant evening eating, drinking and playing Trivial Pursuit with J and our respective boys.

Sunday after a brief stop at Planet Angel *Chilled*, which looked like it was gearing up to be a great one when we left, we wandered over to the Hippodrome to see La Clique, which was absolutely marvellous!! Go! If you like circus type acts it's simply brilliant.

Then we were taken on a trip round the Christmas Lights of London on a Routemaster Bus, by some lovely friends who just happen to own one :) Marvellous!

Adjourned to a local hostelry for drinks afterwards, where I proceeded to have a bit of a meltdown - had a few more drinks and it all felt rather hedonistic, in a 'last chance' sense, although hedonism for me is now three glasses of champagne and feeling legless *lol*.

Had some lovely chats and eventually rolled home when the pub closed. Fortunately I had the good sense to have some food and drink before bed so I felt ok in the morning. Good job too, as we had our meeting with the independent assessor from the Human Tissue Authority to decide if our transplant was going ahead freely and fully informed. I nearly scuppered the whole thing by forgetting my passport so I couldn't prove my identity, but I managed to sort it fairly easily with a mercy dash home. The priest we met was a really nice man, and it was a lot less scary than I thought it'd be.

Another afternoon finishing off buying Xmas pressies, and finally home last night in a somewhat knackered state.

Today I've mostly spent cleaning the house and prepping for our admission tomorrow.

I had to start taking the cyclosporin this morning - daily pill count now = 13 pills per day. 8 in the morning and 5 at night, plus the weekly EPO injections. It's only going to go up for a while yet! They weren't kidding when they said the cyclosporin smells bad either. Bleh!

Here are the pills - and one of the larger 100mg ones next to my thumb for a size reference.

It's the size of one knuckle!

The booklet listed a whole bunch of side effects. So far the most noticeable one is that my fingers and toes are really tingly and I can't cope with anything really hot or cold, so I guess it's hypersensitivity of nerves or something. I also feel quite nauseous but that could be anything, really.

I'm still not particularly nervous overall, but I'm not excited anymore either. It's odd - I'm not really thinking about the operation itself much at all, I've had a few in the last few years and I've total faith in that area. I'm still terrified that it'll go wrong afterwards or not work or something but the odds do seem to be in my favour at least.

Yipes!