After feeling isolated and a little low last week I've started getting out again in earnest. Have taken in a movie, a meal out and a 50th birthday bash in the last few days. And today went for a swim with a friend and her three-year-old. Wonderful to be back in the water.
This all feels like emerging after some chemically-imposed house arrest.
Next week brings a new regime of daily radiotherapy. Although it's a slog going to the hospital every day, each session only takes ten minutes, apparently.
'We're punctual here. Not like at the chemo clinic,' said the consultant. Good, because I need time to fit in my social life.
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