An interlude of normality

On my better days, I realise there is no point wasting today on worrying about what tomorrow will bring. The oncology appointment will get set up and I will hear about it by snail mail letter. Possibly Easter will get in the way too. Even if I move straight to radiotherapy, nothing is going to happen until I have had a few weeks to heal. 

So I had best get on with enjoying life. I reckoned I was healed enough to run parkrun this morning, and I am glad I did, carefully strapped into 2 sports bras. Had breakfast with friends afterwards. I will try to fit in as many days out, times with family and friends, treats etc, until I move onto the next stage of treatment, whatever that is. Have a great weekend everyone.