I know that things are getting better after a day like today. Spent a blissful 2 hours in John Lewis Oxford street taking care of some much needed au pair shopping. I'm starting to suspect that having chemo is a bit like being pregnant as I came back with a sack load of bright red towels (asking for trouble) and hideously expensive coat hangers. So now, not only has the au pair got a better room than me, but also better towels and better wardrobe accoutrements. My neighbour Rose commented that she would like to be my au pair.
Anyway - coming back laden with green and white bags gave me a great buzz and I spent the rest of the day washing and folding red towels into identically symmetrical rectangles. I suppose that the good thing about chemo, unlike pregnancy, is that you don't get a baby at the end of it.
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