I was supposed to start radiotherapy today, only I managed to catch a bug.
A bloody bug!
Can you believe it?! I've spent the long bank holiday weekend throwing up into friends' grids, and sinks. I thought it was the meds so carried on as usual, trying to ignore the sudden and frequent flashes of cold sweat followed by massive waves of nausea. And then the little one joined in and we realised it was more than an opiate induced fever.
for a wedding present we got all those years ago!
And I wrote!
Not tons, by any means, but I wrote. I mean, like real fiction, man!
It feels good to have some paragraphs down on paper again!