Post 72: Roller-Coasting Up Then Down
Today was always going to be a big one — the first meeting with my new oncologist, Dr A. Whatever else happened, I just needed to hear those two words: chemo restart.
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No time to daw...
Post 71: Grasmere Gifts
With only a couple of things on the agenda today, I gave myself permission to stay in bed all morning.
As it turns out, I completely missed a hot and sunny one — lying there in the cool of the bedroom, utterly unaware...
Post 70: Fit-full Sleep
It was going so well… I suppose it had to tip back toward frustration eventually.
I’m not sure if I’m worrying because I’ve run out of things to worry about — or if I’m just on the famil...
Post 69: 7 Miles of Smiles
What a great day — from start to finish.
The belated Father’s Day pub meal turned into an unexpected Italian feast after discovering there was no table service at The Anchor on Mondays.
But before the evenin...
Post 68: A quiet Fathers Day
No AFib all day today. That’s a good sign — and I slept like a log for once. Things are looking up.
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I was up early again and fed Mr Vicious as I was the first one awake. That’s ...
