So apparently 3am, in some cultures, is the break between day and night, the shift from past to future. Two times. Clock time that gives the feeling of constantly moving forward, where the future is always beckoning and story time where the past and memory finds its root and gives meaning to that fragile peace,…

Someone sent a beautiful thing, but didn’t tell me who it was… please let me know who you are! Sunnier times indeed… Thank you! Round 2 has begun, Chemo#3 continues at home, I remain connected to a Pump for two more days, a small bottle with a balloon that gradually deflates over time. It’ll be…

Do I really feel sick? Is this a new kind of pain? Can I take anymore? What snacks do I need? Will I ever teach again? Why am I not enjoying TV as much as I used to? I must get a window seat tomorrow so I can see the birds. Why don’t I just…

To begin, a small ode to my hair, in honour of its now doubtless disappearance come Round 2 and 3… and also in honour of my incredible husband who had to leave the shampoo aisle whilst shopping yesterday because he too loves my hair. So, farewell beautiful hair, I have loved you so. I have…

I woke up yesterday morning absolutely determined that I would be leaving, I packed up my room, spoke confidently of my confidence that yesterday was a good day to go home, to the Dr and remade a bed that would not be slept in just to try out hospital corners again… The surety of that…

Back home. Its good.

So how long have I been in now…. the 19th of December… 9 days and hopefully stopping the count tomorrow – all going well. Yesterday was not quite so good. Fatigue mainly. Though immensely brightened by a hot sausage bap and my own private charcuterie compliments of my two of my favourite red heads. Time…

It feels very much like I have turned a corner these last couple of days. Christmas Day was the first time the clarity reached into main space… Despite another early morning temp spike and an antibiotic change, the rest of me felt familiar again and not something I wanted to crawl out of. KevKev brought…

My new abode in G1 is indeed a step up from Wards, which upon vacation required KevKev and a friend to have a quiet moment in the Chapel… I am relieved to be at last in the right hands, where I don’t have to keep explaining my case. There are far fewer beeps and midnight…

Booking.com review of the weekend of 19th -22nd December. Sunday service sucks.Saturday disappeared into a fog and Friday night – the less said about that the better.I’d love a bath and a hot bacon sandwich. Anyway… I have been back in hospital since Friday. The side effects of the chemo have hit big time, all…