This last few weeks have been hell. A real mixture of emotions, and I start to cry at times I'm least expecting it. Crying like a baby, my poor hubby doesn't know how to react. I even cry at Eastenders at the moment with the chemo story going on.
My Dad has just finished round 1 of his chemo. He's gone to the Marsden today to have his "bottle" disconnected. What a rollercoaster of emotions for everyone this last…