Monday, hopefully the start of a new phase, “Moving On”, its all I can do right now. I’ve successfully rebooted my chemo and so its time to move on and make the most of whatever I can. What better way to start a new phase than to be woken up by my youngest grandson looking bright and curious.

Having been woken up so wonderfully I get up feeling miles better than yesterday and head down for the the bacon sandwich breakfast. The family chat and play with the youngest grandson. Eventually its time to go home so I pack the car and I my partner and I are soon waving good bye to the family and driving home. For a change I drive home the slow non-motorway way, stopping just once for a comfort break. We get home, have a drink and a bun before I unpack and get into my training gear. Its the last thing I want to do but if this is to be a new phase of moving onwards then I have to make an effort. I go to the garage and get onto the rower and set myself an half hour session. Its tough but I am determined to reach the 6 kilometre standard, and I do.

I am pleased I made the effort. Tea follows and then I settle down to draft the blog catch up. It takes a while but I finally get there. From tomorrow the sweets, buns, cakes and my sweet tooth have to go and I need to up my physical activity. Easy to write but this is a new phase, so onwards. Tonight it’s night meds and finger splint time. The dandelion life clock remains the same, as does the desire to spend my time with you.