We arrived at about half three having had a nice lunch and some shopping. Apparently I'm not allowed to say she has a new jacket from Belstaff, so I won't.

The treatment room has a TV showing important cultural documentaries like "neighbours", films and a bunch of sky channels. Although in the basement there is just about mobile reception there is wifi. The coffee is French press and the white walls hung with calming photo prints. Bizarrely feels like some boutique hotel.

The chair she's treated in is fully automatic, like a dentist's chair but in white leather. No idea why but reminds me of a James Bond movie.

The first hour is anti-sickness drugs and saline. Bloods are taken and checked before chemo is allowed to happen. For these first four sessions the two drugs are given separately, the bright red one which looks like cranberry juice is given by the nurse directly and the other via one of those pumping machines. The second one started to react with Sarah immediately, runny nose and a headache.

Once it was all over we were given a wide array of drugs to take away with us, all to treat side effects proactively or reactively: sickness, mouth ulcers, infection and white blood cells. This last drug I'll be administering, an injection into Sarah's stomach. Sounds worst than it actually is. I practiced on her with saline...! As the nurse put it "no pressure" but this one injection costs £1,000. Not a typo. All in we were there for 3 and a half hours, it flew by. So it's not just when you're having fun.

All of the staff at The LOC are brilliant, just for the record.

Despite our worst fears as I type this at about 9.30 now we're back home Sarah is in good spirits and isn't yet feeling any ill effects. The headache went quickly as did the runny nose. We ate normally, although the chillies were removed from the dish as they are no go for the next 5 months for her.

The next two or three days will give us the clues as to how she will react each time as it will progressively get worse we are told.

I said at the beginning of blogging that I wouldn't muse or pontificate. But I will say one thing Sarah is dealing with all of this brilliantly, I'm so lucky to be married to her, I'm not sure I'd cope if she was falling apart.

Rob.