A good full-of-life few days!
(this was written a couple of days ago, but I suffered writers block on the next post - pretend it's last Monday!)
My last therapy was on Wednesday last week because Thursday we were of for a night away in a lovely English country house hotel, having dinner with the couple who introduced us 36 years ago. And what a great evening! Good food, company, conversation - and accommodation(*)!
Then on Saturday, a real privilege - CST at home! So a real chance to reap the the benefits of the therapy, enjoying an hour's recovery afterwards.
And in amongst these, the pleasure of doing ordinary things such as work(!) and model making.
All of which set me thinking...
But first, that (*) from earlier: as it happened, the delay in chemo meant we were away while I was on steroids, which we saw as a good thing - I would be more able to cope with the effects of the trip. And indeed I did feel good the whole time we were away... except I wasn't taking steroids!! Instead I was mistakenly taking something else, far less influential on my body - the power of the placebo! OK, I did wain rather, but once we spotted the mistake, I then had the pleasure of an extended period of support.
So to those thoughts - about time.
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