Let me explain. I actually don't live in Eastbourne but just outside in a town called Hailsham. If you don't know the place, look it up. Actually, don't, it is horrible. But I work in Eastbourne, have lots of friends in Eastbourne and shop in Eastbourne. And it has a pier.
The pier, obviously. |
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I have to confess, I am getting a little nervous about the chemotherapy. Partly because I don't know whether I will have any side-effects but more about the effectiveness. Don't want to say why, but with medical professionals, well doctors, apparently not playing straight with me I am apprehensive. The Macmillan people have been great and all the nurses are brilliant, but the specialists and consultants, well, not so much. A lot to consider and sadly wonder about. This weekend I shall ponder, consider, think, then swallow it all and get on with it. My last weekend before poisoning begins. We shall see what we shall see.
Enjoy Friday, mes amis!
Jym
Oh, and here is a picture of my mate Jack studying International Relations theory.
See, he does work! |
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