Radiotherapy #30, 3 to go

All over France there are parents breathing a sigh of relief now the school holidays are over and the little darlings are back at school.  Frankly, me included, Christmas is always so exciting and full of stuff going on, family, eating, gifts, anticipation, cool parents letting the children stay up late.  But the fun has to stop and the real world starts again.  It was pretty exhausting at times and I lost my cool a few times.

GG was late today but he always lets me know in advance.  We arrived late but I was seen immediately.  Blue room today.  2 new trainees that looked too young - mere teenagers!  They were learning the ropes and a little overawed by the whole thing.  The Blue room is cold so I was glad when it was over.

Home quickly.  I so did nothing today - finished a book and started yet another one, advanced a few levels in Candy Crush.  Very light chick-lit is all I can get my head around.

Kine this evening.  Théo went first - he has injured his rib.  Then he stayed and watched me being treated - I felt it was ok for him to see because I don't have to get topless, just take off my t shirt.  My arm movement is slowly coming back and I have better and better reach and mobility, although the scar tissue from the lymph node cut is still very painful and the kine continues to stretch it, rather painfully it has to be said.  Théo told me that under my arm is purple, red, brown, black and pink.  He enjoyed his session and it was nice to share the experience with him.

Things I am grateful for today:

The radiographer placed my t shirt over the non treated area of my chest and shoulders to keep me warm in the cold room today.  It was a really thoughtful gesture.

I am still buzzing and grateful for the kindness of a lovely English lady who came over yesterday with a huge bag of stuff from UK for us all.  Oh what treasures!  Iced Gems, my favourite breakfast cereal, Cosmo and Good Housekeeping, Jammie Dodgers, books and chocolates for the children, Yorkshire tea,  green tea, white tea, cans of baked beans.........What was particularly nice is that Lovely stayed for a few hours and we took a walk by the river, it was good to chat and have a cup of tea together.  The chatting really helps and it's interesting to hear different people's take on cancer.  Pretty much every single person who's helped me and my family during the last 5 months (yes it's 5 months we've been living this nightmare already), seems to have had some experience of cancer in their lives - friends, family etc.