Forgot to post this before Xmas. Number 25 is a good number to reach; normally radiotherapy stops at 25 sessions but the dr wants me to do an extra 8 to 'clean' the area where the tumor was, so there will be 8 targetted sessions to come. Because I'm at 25 today we were allowed to take a couple of days off so we headed to Normandy for dh's family Christmas. Not my idea of Xmas really, sitting around a table, not v joyous since dh's Dad died of cancer 6 yrs ago but great for the children who were delighted to see their cousins and had a great time.
Nice to have other appointments like being on time for an apero with friends, other than hospital ones, still.
I showed good face I think and dressed up for Xmas and acted like there was nothing wrong so everyone was relieved and I suppose they can see I'm not dying or looking ill 'mais tu as une bonne mine'. Yes, well, whatever, I was sitting at the table on 24th evening burning up and getting stabbing pains on my scars, but I have a bonne mine so that's ok.
My sil, who had leukemia 10yrs ago and whom I admire a great deal for her courage, and who has since opened her own hair salon and had a baby, said that the worries about the cancer do fade with time, which is good to know.
I'm grateful for 2 days off.
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