CHEMO II THE REBOOT DAYS 32 & 33

Fight, hand to cell in the biological trenches

Sunday arrives and I read for a while before getting up to have breakfast with my partner. Once again my vitals are good but I do not get to train today. Instead my partner and I go to a new garden centre based on a farm which also has a huge child’s soft play and adventure area. This is next to a restaurant with an eighteen hole putting course in the next floor up. It seems an ideal place to take my youngest grandson when he next visits. Of course we tried out the garden centre restaurant and managed to come away with some goodies like fig jam and an odd impulse buy like a sack of narcissus. Once home there was of course of rugby to watch and time to read more of Tom Hanks short stories. By the evening I am flagging and end my day with my night meds. Monday must start with training to loosen me up.

Monday and I wake to good vitals and time to have croissants before my partner goes to the gym and I head to the garage to row for an hour. I set myself up ready to get going but the reality is that my session starts off very sluggishly. As I warm up I get better and I get to the end having reached my now regular target of 11k and 700+ calories burnt.

Not bad for a Monday morning.

With the session recorded and the blog caught up with I shower and then run off a hard copy of a friends PhD proposal to read and write all over. Before I can get to the proposal I need to fill the bird and squirrel feeders and I also bring in the garden camera. I go through what the camera has captured and to my joy the hedgehog appears adn seems to be quite well and active. So this is a happy thing to find.

Alive and well!!!

Having sorted out my garden camera I return to the PhD proposal and paw over my printed copy. I scribble notes and think about what I want to say that might be useful. After a period of cogitation I draft an email with my thoughts. I hope they are useful. Tea follows and I settle down to my evening of TV and reading as I can feel my remaining spoons ebbing away. There is much to start to think about as November nudges the door with birthdays and Christmas coming into view. It is the time of year to get bulbs into the garden and hard prune some of the shrubs so if the weather can hold up I might get on with this. It is also time to record some more of the latest poetry collection for the YouTube channel, which is a decidedly bad weather activity.

Autumn turns warm colours