If it's not one thing, it's another
Oh what a night! Yesterday I did take the tamoxifen and I felt peculiar in the afternoon, but it probably had nothing to do with it, or my staying up half the night nursing an aching body and inflamed gums.
Today is the 40th anniversary of the 1967 Referendum, which gave power to the Australian Federal Government to amend the Constitution to make Australian Aboriginals full citizens. There are a lot of activities in my area to mark the occasion and yesterday Sue and I went to an Indigenous Carnivale at the University of Sydney, which is close to my house.
It was advertised for 3pm, but we were only allowed in at 3:30pm. They seem to have been working on either Hungarian, Jewish, Nigerian or Ethiopian time, but definitely not Anglo- time. When we were finally allowed to enter the main gate, we were stopped, because the kids at the door forgot to get the pre-paid list. Ah well, this gave us a chance to talk with two of the performers who were also stopped 'for security reasons'. One was a Navajo woman from New Mexico and the other a Samoan, Maori singer, whose orange poncho caught my eye (I was wearing a red poncho myself!).
It turned out that the two women are the singing group "Indigie Femme". I was getting tired, but we decided to stay and listen to them and then scram. They said they'd sing a song for me. It reminded me of when I used to drag my mother to jazz clubs and all the musicians crowded around her and played for her. Well, we stayed until about 6pm, but their act was pushed back to 7pm and I had to leave I was so tired.
By the time I got home, my gums were aflame and my nose was a river of snot, my joints ached and I was a miserable little chappie in general. I had a cold and an infected tooth. Gimme a break!
I had the worst night for a very long time. I think I finally fell asleep around 4am. Now that the poison from the chemotherapy is leaving my poor body, the bacteria and viruses (which were also killed, by the way, noot just those naughty cancer cells) have found safe haven and are playing hide and seek in every nook and cranny. Well, that's why God created garlic, right? OK, I am off to swallow garlic, blow my nose and get back to bed. Ah, but it's sunny and gorgeous outside! Maybe later..............
Today is the 40th anniversary of the 1967 Referendum, which gave power to the Australian Federal Government to amend the Constitution to make Australian Aboriginals full citizens. There are a lot of activities in my area to mark the occasion and yesterday Sue and I went to an Indigenous Carnivale at the University of Sydney, which is close to my house.
It was advertised for 3pm, but we were only allowed in at 3:30pm. They seem to have been working on either Hungarian, Jewish, Nigerian or Ethiopian time, but definitely not Anglo- time. When we were finally allowed to enter the main gate, we were stopped, because the kids at the door forgot to get the pre-paid list. Ah well, this gave us a chance to talk with two of the performers who were also stopped 'for security reasons'. One was a Navajo woman from New Mexico and the other a Samoan, Maori singer, whose orange poncho caught my eye (I was wearing a red poncho myself!).
It turned out that the two women are the singing group "Indigie Femme". I was getting tired, but we decided to stay and listen to them and then scram. They said they'd sing a song for me. It reminded me of when I used to drag my mother to jazz clubs and all the musicians crowded around her and played for her. Well, we stayed until about 6pm, but their act was pushed back to 7pm and I had to leave I was so tired.
By the time I got home, my gums were aflame and my nose was a river of snot, my joints ached and I was a miserable little chappie in general. I had a cold and an infected tooth. Gimme a break!
I had the worst night for a very long time. I think I finally fell asleep around 4am. Now that the poison from the chemotherapy is leaving my poor body, the bacteria and viruses (which were also killed, by the way, noot just those naughty cancer cells) have found safe haven and are playing hide and seek in every nook and cranny. Well, that's why God created garlic, right? OK, I am off to swallow garlic, blow my nose and get back to bed. Ah, but it's sunny and gorgeous outside! Maybe later..............
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