Wednesday and I am awake early because today is oncology review day. There is time for toast and to take my morning meds before I get on the Uber App and magic up a taxi for 8 o’clock. It all works and I and my partner arrive early at the oncology service. I get into to see the consultant, “he who made a pact with the devil”, first, which is a result in itself.

The outcome was as follows: 1. My bone scan shows nothing, which is brilliant. The original abnormalities have gone, they cannot find them. Apparently I have responded so well. 2. The gene test they did on me was negative, so that’s another possible issue out of the way. 3. My PSA has held steady and as a result the oncologist is happy to go for 12 weeks to the next review, that’ s a result. 4. My next review will be over the phone. 5. if my PSA rises as a trend I will be prescribed steroids along side the current medication. 6. I will have an interim blood test to check my PSA.

So I am written two blood forms, a pink form for reception and a continuation for my current medication that I have to take to the pharmacy. My partner and I make our way to the pharmacy and hand in my continuation form. I am told it will be 45 minutes before it will be ready and handed a bleeper. My partner and I go to the hospital café. Here we catch up with our understanding of what has just been said in the consultation as we nibble away at our snacks. After about 40 minutes the pager goes and we make our way back to the pharmacy. There are my three boxes with the next three cycles waiting for me. We make our way out after a pre-emptive visit to the facilities. At a hospital entrance I work the Uber App again with the result that we have to scuttle across to the AVO hotel reception. After an interesting route home we get back and have lunch.

With renewed energy my partner and I go off to the local DIY store and buy the boards needed to mount the garden tools on. Its a swift visit and we have time to drop into a garden centre to get some food. We are soon home again and into the garden. I gather up the tools I need and get to work fixing the boards in position. It all goes surprisingly smoothly and by late afternoon all I need is the tool hooks to arrive. While I wait I draft the blog with the England under 21s playing the Dutch in the semi final of the under 21s European cup. They win! So the evening meal is eaten and my tool hooks still have not arrived. Time to sort out the rest of the week as my son and family are now in town. I eventually take myself to bed full of night meds and still sore from Mondays jab.