I’m doing good thanks. Back home after two nights in a great hotel on the Welsh coast, just outside Aberdovey, with my wife and son Rowan.
We walked on the beach, chased one another to the sea, took loads of photos, ate good food, taught Rowan my son how to play Monopoly, swam in the hotel pool, chatted to loads of the old folks who were staying there, watched telly in bed, putted on the putting green in with a massive sea view. Really good times were had.
Felt sick and anxious on the journey home as it’s my final pre-op meeting on Wednesday at the Royal Marsden. But getting home we’ve regrouped and gone through my questions and things are feeling better.
Tonight I’ve read some more on a couple of Head and Neck cancer forums about people living with their cancer and fighting it on a day to day level. There are plenty of us out there, that’s for sure.
Heading out on the bike tomorrow morning in the bone dry, yellow-leaved Mortimer Forest. Can’t wait.