Sunday 7th August 2011

It is now seven weeks since I finished radiotherapy.  In many ways it seems longer and yet it still looms as large as life in everyday things.  My skin hasn’t quite got back to normal; it is slightly discoloured, and needs cream on it daily.  I am still tired from all the treatment that I had but it is getting better slowly. 

I want to go to the beach with family but obviously, I have to wear a t-shirt to the beach.  There are other things I would like to do but they aren’t practical.

I think the main reaction I am having at the moment is my total lack of enthusiasm for getting going.  We have had various people staying or visiting and even with that it takes me a while to get going.  Once I make up mind to do things that is fine and I am off and running.  I also get upset with silly things; things that in the past I wouldn’t have give a second thought to.

There are some times that I look forward to the cooler months so that I look like everyone else; all wrapped up.  Then when I look at other people I realise how fortunate I have been with the way things have gone.

I see the doctor in September and it will be interesting to see what she has to say.  Up until then life goes on as normal as it can.