I don’t think I’ve mentioned yet that since coming home I’ve been feeling better than I have for ages. It’s lovely, though I realise it doesn’t make me clear or change the fact that I’ll be going in again soon and still have a fair bit to get through. The last month or so was tough, so any improvement would have felt brilliant after that, but I’m on much better form than last time I was home too (when my blood counts were much lower and I’d finished chemo only a couple of days before). I’m enjoying it while it lasts, though it’s sooooo cold I’ve decided it would need a million clothes to keep me warm outside and haven’t managed to find that many, so haven’t been for a walk.
The keen-eyed will have noticed in the pictures below that my moonface has gone, which is a relief. My hair’s pretty thin, too, though I still haven’t had it all off yet. Oh, and I’m eating again, though my appetite isn’t very big.