Treatment - first cycle

TBH the actual treatment day was a bit of a curate's egg on the hospital side - good in parts. Technically excellent but smiles did not seem to be on the repertoire, and rather than being ushered through the system by a key worker of any sort, there was a  conveyor belt approach - reception (once we located it and distracted the receptionist from her phone), waiting area, put a line in your arm (having asked me for a decision I thought was a medical one about what sort of line), waiting area, Team C (who?) - thankfully there was then an opportunity to have a little (7 hour) lie down. But this came with a big palaver over using the cold cap (or not) and finding that three out of the four machines were broken. Did get to use it in the end, but with very mixed messages about effectiveness with the cytotoxin regime I would be on.

On the friends-and-relations side, it was a thoroughly excellent, free-range, organic egg, and perfectly timed. Thanks to those who put in shifts to keep me company and make sure things were being explained. And for the presents and snacks. And for accompanying me back and forwards to the loo, trailing my drip stand, and my cold cap connections, to get rid of all the fluids being pumped in.

There's a lot of art at UCLH and in the Cancer Centre itself - this is the hanging installation made out of medical items that hangs under the atrium. A pic of the big interesting rock at the main entrance will have to wait for another time.

Although it was fine getting there by tube, it was a GLH car on the way home, as the pre-meds included chlorpheniramine (Piriton), an antihistamine, which left me ....zzzzzzz