Made it - well…. Almost …… just a pup to walk, a cake to ice, and then a drop off at the Vet.
🎺 Tarantarararararara! Today’s the day - the last of my scheduled radiotherapy sessions😄. Number 33. It’s been a long old 8 weeks. Travelling up to the Chelsea Royal Marsden every day (apart from weekends and Bank Holidays - and of course, we’ve had extra of those thanks to our Queenie!) And here we are. The last session. I’ve made a cake to take into the department for them to share around. A Red Velvet Special. Got to get it there in one piece though - there’ll be no running for buses today! I can’t quite believe this day has arrived. It certainly has been a long old haul. With the immunotherapy, I could forget about being a cancer patient for most of the time - just once a month for the treatment and it didn’t really impact me too much at all - some fatigue, some itchy skin…. Not really much else to report. Very lucky really. With this radiotherapy lark though????? Gosh - I’ll take more notice of people going through this in the future. I don’t particu...