Day 181: Radiocity false start

So....obviously the effects of chemo on my brain hasn't subsided quite as much as I thought...

I left home this morning with what I thought was plenty of time to get to my appointment but I found it IMPOSSIBLE to find a car park. This meant I arrived late and panting at Radiocity reception only then to be told that my therapy starts on Wednesday, not today! I was so flustered by the experience of getting there that when the kind nurse told me it wasn't my day, I just burst into tears! The nurse had to see me anyway to give me an outline of the treatment and post-treatment care regime, so it wasn't a complete waste of time, and she was so sweet and sympathetic to my plight, which made me feel slightly better.

After that heart starter, I headed home, via the supermarket and came home and did some cooking. I'm feeling re-inspired by Ottolenghi at the moment so cooked his cauliflower cake for my lunch for the next couple of days, which is delicious. After a bit of work it was time to collect Angus, so I walked up to school to meet him, then took him to drumming lessons. With Rob away I'm reminded of how much he has been doing everyday to make my life so much easier (and reminded of the pace at which I've been running between work and home for the past 10 years!)

Rob left for Armidale/Tamworth on an early flight this morning. Dear Auntie Beryl has had surgery, and is rallying as best she can. Rob's away for the rest of the week so I'll have my work cut out for me but the boys are being wonderful. He's enjoying time with dear Betty and seeing his family.

I managed to have contact of one sort or another with all my siblings today, which was lovely. It's good to know that Cazy and family and Ree are all back safely from their OS adventures to Europe and the US respectively, and everyone had great time.

So after this false start, I've now got my head around a Wednesday start for the radiotherapy...and more medical appointments tomorrow just for fun.