Chemo 8

The actual chemo day doesn't get easier.
Today was fun tho - Andrew and I decided to dress as aliens.
Andrew wore a black suit and alien eyes - contact lenses with strangely dilated pupils.
I wore a yellow banana suit (hospital issue), technicolour wig, silver triangles on my face, my trousers tucked into my shorts, and of course at a later stage a whole chemo drip pole.
This brought considerable amusement to traffic, pedestrians, nurses, patients...
Photos should appear any time soon.
After the session it was off to St Lukes to catch Public Enemies (to be reviewed ib due course)...and visit cd and book shops (I seem to be doing quite well in the window shopping stakes)!
Tired once home - well looked after by wife and children - Sophie having made it thru to both prepared and impromptu speech finals at school, and Alexander completing his school website (for him - contains music reviews) - you can access the info thru their blogs (listed in a previous blog here, as is my friend Richard's - tho his is apparently on hold for timebeing - internet reception not so good in Cuba).
Something I gained insight into today was that when adversity strikes, we as human beings seem to have a resilience mechanism that helps us to reframe our life and STILL have positive or negative reference points within the new situation...
Personally, I am recognising myself as a largely hopeful person - I think the last few years especially bear testimony to that!
I'm not saying that one's hopes are always fulfilled, but having hope opens unlimited possibilities for other things - not least LOVE and JOY and FUN.
Andrew and I have warned the inhabitants (some admittedly more transient than others) that in 2 weeks time the pirates will be coming...ahoy there, me hearties!!!