There is no trial drug (bevacizumab) now and the change from cisplatin to carboplatin due to tinnitus on the last cycle has removed three hours from the process.
Chemotherapy isn't great but it is much easier to deal with certainty and implied progress than it is to deal with uncertainty or worse.
I am back in good spirits and that started from finding out last Friday that I would receive radical treatment. I have since learned that radical is just another term for curative as a opposed to palliative but it is all good.
I haven't mentioned the weekend but it fits with the mood and on Saturday I went ice-skating with Boogle then later on Kitten and I got out for a night out on a River Boat disco down the Thames.
I treated myself to the most beer I have drunk all year (3 bottles of Peroni). It was a good and relaxing night and virtually everyone came off the boat completely hammered. I shan't make any named references but, of course, you know the people who are omnipresent :-) Good spirits were the order of the day and it was fun to watch, especially as everyone had to catch the train home from Waterloo. Many were incapable of recognising their stop on arrival and had to be cajoled off the train. All good stuff.
The mood was fractious on Sunday which is indicative of moving from 5 weeks of freedom from treatment back into the sausage machine. We moved back into chilled mode with a BBQ in the afternoon following an invite on Saturday night from the former "Worcester Park Beast" and his less fearsome good lady wife. Needless to say the omnipresent Notoplip and Sushi were in close proximity at all times.
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