For the past week it has rained; It has rained hard. It has rained gently. It has drizzled. It has teemed down. It has teamed up with the wind to wreck umbrellas and soak the holders. By the time a car door could be opened, the rain had blown in to saturate the seats. In short, everything is soggy.
Today (make that yesterday, now) most of day was taken up with the second session of Chemo, just after I was all frisky again. Another form of drips.
I suppose this may tend to make me scarce again for a while.
For a continuation of the treatment, I was given lessons in how to use a hypodermic syringe at home, daily. Much Better Half adamantly refused to be involved in any such lessons
At the end of the session, I gave a little jump for joy when freed, to the wonder of other patients and the amusement of the staff.
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