I really couldn't be bothered with Xmas this year... Something I didn't mention in the previous blog was that Dr Dhinakaran had asked me to chase up my previous chemotherapy notes to find out what had gone on.. Which I'm my bewilderment I'd agreed to do... And then managed to get hold of my key worker and his secretary to recind... How odd.
I think this sums up my frame of mind... Befuddled to the point of stupid... I'm not sure who I am... What my objectives are... What my purpose is... Terrified of becoming some sort of useless burden, while I wither away, waiting to head off to meet the grim reaper... Who by all accounts isn't actually all that grim and is quite fond of cats!
That's just not at all in my nature... So let's put that right to the back of the mind eh? We will go through the process and hope for the best... As usual!
