Post 63: Three days and all’s well.
When I say three days, I mean three days till it’s a week after the last A&E visit for another AFib — which will trigger a review of the date at which I can resume the chemo.
That said, I&r...
Post 94: Blogging swings and Rollercoasters.
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The pain, in the main, will remain a strain.
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My back pain is worse. It seems chronic now, and even though the hospice doctor kindly wrote to my GP yesterday...
Post 93: Taking Stock and Planning.
There are a few things that, once suggested, are hard to ignore — moving house is one of them.
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Dozing all night on the hastily arranged rocking chair-bed was neither comfortable nor ...
Post 92: No Pain Without Gain.
Forcing each other out of the mundane for a trip back in time is what you have to do—even if it means a sleepless night.
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All day we had good timing and a good dose of luck as we ventured out on the bus for a...
Post 91: Not Brave — Just Tired.
Sometimes life is too big.
And sometimes I want to run away from it all.
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On a good day, we leap from bed with energy and purpose.
Other days, despite our best hopes, that positivity fad...
