Oncologist on Monday (with hour-long wait prior to appointment), with a side-trip to the DTU to get bloods taken; chemo on Tuesday (with an hour-long wait prior to medication). Chemo is pretty much the high point of my social life at the moment, at least I get to chat to the nurses and the other patients. Thursday we went into Bicester and I got my chemo hair cut, though not as short as I'd wanted - it's still old-lady hair. And today we went shopping at Brackley Tesco.
That is literally it. And this coming week looks set to be even emptier.
No wonder I'm bloody depressed.
