It’s a marker in this blog then when there is gaps in the blog posts that you will usually hear from me first and then Simons literal prose will return. I am sure this will prod him back into life…..
We are day 6 of chemo and Simon has not had up and down days but more like up and down hours. He will be fine one minute and then suddenly it’s like the proverbial Duracell bunny has had their batteries removed. The side effects are strange, facial flushing, exhaustion, nausea….. and so on. We know that these will increase and between bouts of side effects he is relatively normal (if you can say that about my darling Simon). As I am writing this he is cooking dinner, it’s quite concerning when from the kitchen you hear “You may well smell some burning”. Simon is an exceptional cook and I didn’t see one of the side effects could be that all culinary skills leave you.
Simon did in fact start to write a blog a few days ago, it was all about his fear of dying, this blog is half written and I know that fear itself has stopped his writing as he cannot at present face that discussion. It’s something we talked about but only briefly, on our way to Basingstoke we had a conversation about funeral plans, whilst we entertained ourselves on music choices there was a darkness to this conversation neither of us want to face and are facing. However by the smell coming from the kitchen and my dinner cooking maybe I should have given him details of my wishes…….
The Boss will be back to giving you his usual take on dealing with his disease, just please bear with us.