This Wednesday and I am awake quite early because this is oncology review day, a day for hugs and to train. So I check my vitals, which are all good and then get up and into my training gear. I down my morning meds and head for the garage. My session to day will be 60 minutes which means I can listen to two episodes of Mark Steel’s in Town. So I set off at a sensible pace and get into a steady pull. The hour goes quite quickly and I am soon taking a photo of the monitor. Ten kilometres plus and over seven hundred calories burnt so not a bad session at all, not my best but good for a post jab session.

I record the session and make a late bagel breakfast before checking that I have all the things I want to explore with the oncologist at this afternoons review. Satisfied that I have my arithmetic sorted I go for a shower. Feeling crisp and new if a bit achy I sit and start the draft of todays blog. My oncology call is due about 13:45pm but they have started giving two hour time slots so I could be siting here for quite a while. I wonder at what point I should tell them I have acknowledged their efforts in the acknowledgement section of the next poetry collection that is coming out fairly soon. Perhaps I will just send them a copy or two. I’m not sure I have shared the cover for the new collection but when it comes out it will look like this:

To my surprise the oncologist rings on time. He tells me that he can see the results of my heart scans and that there is no sign of ischemia and no reason to do anything more. He asked how much medication I have left and we agreed that he would prescribe another cycle and he would see me in eight weeks. I noted that the blood test would also be for a check on my heart. We discussed the rise in my blood pressure over the cycles and he noted that I would only need to take a week off the meds to effect a lowering of blood pressure, he also said that if my blood pressure really did rise to a level of concern he could increase the medication specifically for it. So when all was said and done it went to plan, brief and concise but moves things forward. With the excitement of the day done I have lunch.

In the afternoon I write letters adn scribblings before an evening of lone football watching. Night medication and then I retreat to bed. to sleep perchance to dream.