We flew home on Sunday after about 8 weeks away (to tell you the truth, we are not quite sure where "home" is anymore). Well, we've been back for 2 days and it's all a bit overwhelming. We love this place, have put our heart and soul into making it our own, and have such a great community but maybe the time has come to move on.
Alan is still doing so well, more tired than before, but we were told to expect that. He functions really normally although it takes much longer to do ordinary things than it used to. That's the trouble when you've always been used to being a go-getter, it makes it very difficult and frustrating to slow down.
We have a month off the treatment so, like any drug taking, your body needs to adjust when you take the drug away, hence the tiredness. This will be followed by 6 months of double strength chemo before we can see if the damned tumour has been eradicated. The next MRI at the end of this month will give us a small clue as to how it's going so far, fingers crossed. It's a very anxious time.
Little things are proving very difficult at the moment but we are staying positive and looking forward to a new stage in our lives.
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