Oh, time flies when you're having fun!
To celebrate, the radiotherapists told me I would have another X-ray taken today, to check if the positioning is still correct. Sure, beam me some more. All I had to do was lay there a bit longer while Mr. Beamer (the gigantic machine) took the X-ray before treatment started. Everything seems to be going according to plan. Nice to know.
How were these last two and half weeks? I have a mild skin burn, a perfectly formed brownish rectangle, which doesn't hurt or itch. I have had breakfast in all of Marylebone High Street cafes', while reading the paper. I've been to more exhibitions than I can remember now. I did lots of shopping. I've been to the gym, although still exercising like an old lady; I still feel very tired from the chemo, or maybe, should I say, already tired from the radio. I've been happily busy and hardly noticed these weeks going by.
My days of freedom are coming to an end and soon I'll be going back to work. Hurray, a normal life, finally.
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