No but we're half way.
Back at Harley Street, much busier here. Pretty much the same setup though.
Sarah's relatively gentle trip down chemo lane was cast in stark relief today by the poor chap in the cubicle next door. The sounds of his dry heaving reminding us what she could be going through.
One mildly amusing apparent side effect was that she was adamant she smelt of onions. You couldn't make this up.
Tired. Grey. Mild mouth ulcers. Business as usual.
The lovely Sarah Sparks had cooked us a fantastic lasagne which made this evening really easy. Special thanks also to Lucy Kelly for the soup she spontaneously delivers which Sarah loves.
Rob.
Dearest Fluff and Bill,
The blog is such a brilliant idea.
I hope you're not feeling too awful after yesterday. I think you are both doing amazingly well with the way you are dealing with this and coping with it. You are in our thoughts all the time. Hope that Tobin and Jenna are well and keeping their spirits up.
Much love, Paula, Ade, Tommy, Antonia, Daisy and Emmie. xxxx
Good evening all, thanks for the update.
Half way is always good ! Reminds me to them endless walks my parents took me when I was young (against my will of course), everything seem to go easier once my dad said we're half way.
Best regards from the East
Swiss and Family