I can’t tell you how lovely it is to be home.
Mmmm, mmm mmmmmm. Am loving the food (oh, how I’m loving the food), the bed, the not-being-woken-up-at-2am-and-6am, the quietness, the lack of jabs, the comfort, the family time, the SO much else besides.
Oh, and I’m on the internet! I shall post a lot more soon, as my wonderful father has just set up wireless broadband chez nous, so I am now able to get online whenever and wherever I like! Hurrah! As I can type stuff and not worry about there being a delay in getting it posted, I expect I’ll be putting up quite a lot…
I’ve also seen this blog for the first time since getting ill, and look forward to re-reading everyone’s comments: really thank you again. And do keep commenting, particularly as I’ll be receiving the comments more regularly now!
The last post (The Escape Plan) was actually written by my father, in case you were confused by the different literary style, but he made lots of excellent points, such as the fact that I am still very tired and it’s lovely to have a bit of quiet at the moment, so I do echo his request that I not be bombarded by phone calls etc. For that reason, commenting on here, or perhaps emailing, is best, though please don’t expect personal replies, much as I’d love to reply individually to everything everyone has written.
Plan now is to enjoy these few days at home, avoid bugs entirely (am still neutropaenic) and go to St George’s on Monday to see whether I’m ready for the next phase. That depends on whether my blood count is high enough (my white blood cell count needs to be 3), and I won’t know whether it is or not until then. The doctors seemed inclined to think it may well be, but the nurses seemed doubtful it would be there by then, so I really don’t know: we’ll just have to see, and make the most of the time I do have out!
Right, finding it harder to find the right words, so I’ll sign off for now. A dopo!