Peter’s Hospital Diary

I’m back in London after a weekend at home. I had my Friday treatment then got on the train to get home by about 5:30. Just as well as we were round to some friends for dinner. Lucky it was on Friday as I still had some vestiges of taste left (although my mouth was quite sore). By the time Sunday dinner was served, I couldn’t taste anything. However I have found some analgaesic mouth wash (that I had during the second transplant) which has helped the sore throat and mouth. Still, the loss of taste didn’t stop me doing a bit of plumbing in the bathroom – new taps to replace some leaking ones (that were beyond repair – even by grinding the seats and replacing the washers, already done that!) I had a welcome visit from Mark (fellow blogmaster) and we had a ‘boy’s afternoon’ at B&Q and PC World!

There were lots of fireworks about on Saturday night – we didn’t need to go to firework party – just standing in the garden was enough! Funny to think that this time last year I was in hospital having chemo before the transplant.

I travelled back to London this afternoon, and arrived at the radiotherapy unit 15 minutes early. To my surprise I went straight in and I am now back at the flat. I suppose I had better think about cooking something, although the thought doesn’t appeal!

Still, onwards and upwards!