So the first dose of chemotherapy has now coursed through my veins and I have been detached from my mobile pump and am free to frolic the hills and valleys of Somerset for a few days. No real ill-effects so far, although it is early days and the greatest risk comes now as my immune system is affected and I am prone to infections, etc. I have taken the advice of my chemotherapy nurses and swallowed my tablets and, because of the chance of mouth ulcers, I have been swilling my mouth regularly with salty water. Do you think it makes a difference if the salt used is hand-mined from the lower slopes of the Himalayas and then crushed by feet of 70 year-old eunuchs walking in an anti-clockwise direction only (good old Waitrose!!).
I have at last taken the opportunity to get out a bit more with my camera, as I am now mobile and the bottom wound is a lot more comfy. Standing on a beach at sunset is one of my most favourite things to do, especially if there are no other buggers about. Unfortunately, as we are now in peak season in the West Country there are legions of interlopers everywhere you go and you cannot escape the screams of little ‘shitkickers’ from far and wide.
Anyway, I have managed to grab a few decent shots and if you are interested you can see the latest effort above or if you are on any of the following social media platforms you can follow me here.
Happy Sunday to you and yours.