I've managed to combine day two of the chemotherapy cycle with a train journey to Wales. Not the most arduous thing under normal circumstances but, of course, I like to make things a little more difficult for myself.
I decided to leave 15 minutes rather than my normal 10 to get to the train station as I was carrying a laptop and a bag (up a hill), but as usual it was 10. Not easy at this stage of chemotherapy especially when you end up running for the train.
Yes I have an incredible capacity to be stupid.
Anyway, the rest of the journey was smooth and I am here, relaxed although naturally I am missing my little family.
The future from here looks like a bright landscape with the promise of 6 weeks without chemotherapy after this cycle finishes and there is also a holiday on the horizon.
We can't go far this year for obvious reasons but Notoplip, Sushi, Kitten, the children and I will be going to the Isle of Wight for the week. We have found a lovely property, set in two acres with private ownership of part of the beach so we will not be short of space. There are plenty of walks to be had and I might have to content with more than squirrels when practising Chi Kung in the mornings (eh, Big G?).
Barring any mishaps over the next period the next major event is the restaging of my tumour on second of June. When we started the size of the tumour was gauged as T3 on a scale of T0 to T4, so I hope for some shrinkage. Regardless of the result the only thing that is of significance is that the tumour is still operable any improvement from that position is a bonus
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