Under the weather..

I was hoping I would be feeling OK by now.... no such luck. I feel like I'm coming down with something but determined not to get ill. The last thing I want is to get an infection and a temperature, otherwise I might have to go into hospital. I hear the Flu is going round so I need to sort out getting the flu jab. I've still not heard about whether I can have my next chemo up here, so that's another thing I have to chase up! The last think I want to do is to go back to Brighton for it.

I have just spoken to a lovely lady who suffers from alopecia. She told me that the NHS in Leicester are great for helping you sort out a wig. Apparently very convincing too. Trendco I hear are the best to purchase a wig from. Strangely enough there was an article in a Sunday supplement about wigs, saying how fashionable they are now.

A lovely lady I met over myspace is starting to write blogs about her Kidney failure. She is having a kidney transplant on Wednesday, so I wish her the very best and hope it goes well. If you are interested in reading about her experience do have a look. I am following her blog, so you can find it via my profile.

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