Mum the Comic

So here we are on Saturday, the 2nd Chemo cycle is over. I went to pick mum up yesterday after her last chemo session. She had it over 3 days again.
Of course when I arrive mum is chatting and centre stage of the cancer unit.
As I approached I could hear her say 'heres my daughter now'.
The man next to mum said, ' oh yes I have seen you two before, you were down at x-ray the other week, making everyone laugh'

Mum seems to be just learning how funny she is, without knowing it.

This man remembers me and mum from when we went to the x ray department and mum was in her wheelchair, when the nurse came to wheel mum away for the x-ray I was still sat on the chair at the side, the nurse handed me mums handbag to look after. Mum said, in a loud voice 'You know you have just give my handbag to a stranger, I've no idea who that woman is'

Then later in the pharmacy, which is a very small section of the hospital mum was still in her chair and there was another woman in a wheelchair also in the waiting room. As her son pushed her, her chair collided with mums. After a brief apology and a couple of jokes about needing 'L' plates on them, mum said to this woman's son 'I Bet your more careful with your car'. Well the whole waiting room went up in hysterical laughter.

So back to yesterday, we came away from the unit armed with all the anti sickness and anti diorrhea (am I going to learn how to spell that before this bog is done, I wonder) drugs, so she should find the treatment quite tolerale this time, though I do think the lethargy will no doubt get to her again.

In the car coming home she whipped off her hat, I need to point out at this point that I was travelling about 65mph down the motorway with my window open.
I briefly saw a pink patch of scalp, but because of the way the hat had been, it didnt look too bad.

I was more concerned with the contents of her hat! I really cant explain how much hair was in there, that had just fallen out, then of course, because she had no hat on, it was just falling onto her coat.
My reaction wasnt actually to her loss of hair on her head but to the har that had fallen out!
I said 'F*** I better shut the window before a gust of wind gets in and takes whats left!'

We have planned to go for our usual breakfast at the cafe today, but its hard trying to plan things as I think we will just have to see how she feels.
Its good in a way to plan, becuase it means we are looking at the future, but we all need to be flexible because I think we are realising that plans can quite easily change.