Its Monday and the last day of the Sticky Wicket phase of the blog, tomorrow I share share my decision about future intervention after my oncology review. So today I took my vitals, all good, and then had breakfast. I sent my morning and afternoon rearranging my clothes and making room in my wardrobe for what I need to hand. All this in my training gear, so when I have packed away a lot of clothes I head for the garage and the rower. My intention is to do a short 30 minute session as I might not have time over the next few days. I get on with it and meet my usual level.

The session gets recorded and I then shower. The evening rolls around and I eat tea and watch The Witcher. It seems that I may have trained too much as I think there is blood in my urine but over the course of the evening it clears. I take my meds and draft todays blog acutely aware that tomorrow I will have one of the most difficult conversations I have ever had. Trying to find the best answer in a no right answer situation is never easy, but this time it feels particularly difficult. I grit my teeth, focus and prepare for 10:15 tomorrow morning.