Lets make it three posts in a day....

[Yes, I've taken a week's holiday!]

So, cancerwise, it's been a drag and then a whirl, and then, hopefully, a new, settled (for a while) normal.

First, the drag. Going back to work was great. Fought to go back up to my 4-day week as soon as I could as three days wasn't enough. Tiring through the summer, and cost any energy for reading or knitting, but worthwhile. As the months have gone on the fatigue has crept back more and more. I'd started joking about bedtime getting so early I wouldn't have got up yet! Getting home in the evening and not being aboe to eat dinner due to exhaustion is, however, no joke.

Second, the whirl. This treatment regimen started in slight confusion and it continues that way. The 3-weekly infusions stopped six weeks back, several months earlier than I'd expected (especially with appointments scheduled until the end of the year). Entirely correctly, it turns out. So, having got over my crossness (understatement, that) at suddenly and unexpectedly changed plan and the usual changes in medications hiccups (removing is just as unbalancing as starting), I'm feeling less achy and a whole lot less tired. I'm even staying up after 7.30 in the evening! What larks! (Or owls?)

I'm getting my knitting mojo back too.

Another year like this doesn't seem like a bad proposition. I'm intending to retire in a year too.