Dear Logbook, first day of the fourth and last trip.
We started this cloudy day with another night in which I slept quite well.
Once the grumetillos have breakfast I wait for my carriage to take me to the dock. Today we embark on the KS ship. Today, God willing, it will be the last day on the high seas of long duration. The following voyages are less than two hours long. Today it would be expected that as in the previous voyages the sea is calm and we will arrive at the port after about four hours.
After the crossing and on the mainland, we will celebrate that there are only three more short crossings left, in the Max.
Once you have recovered your strength with the classic hamburger of each first day of travel, we will continue towards the city center to continue enjoying the wonderfulness of living. After these past trips, my Diary, I recognize that life is different for me. You value certain things much more than others and realize that the material is an accessory, not fundamental. That life is a gift they have given us and you have to enjoy it with your family and friends. And here it is fair to pay tribute or recognize to that wonderful person who is always there. That person is Marta. Since that fateful or not, September 4th, when we reconfirmed my Hodgkin Lymphoma has been and is there. Marta, this expedition without you would have been full of icebergs and very difficult to carry. Thank you, I love you so much and I apologize for all those times that I growl at you. I’m sorry.
Dear diary, the rest of the day will be quiet. These two weeks I will try to walk less. I would like to prevent hemoglobin from lowering 80 so as not to need the transfusion. Since I started chemotherapy I have walked about 455 km and rode 200 km by bike. Let’s say I’ve been moving a little. But it has helped me to be physically stronger to face the chemo sessions and for my mind to have less time to think about how hard it is to be with that sword over the head that implies having cancer.
And my dear Diary tomorrow more.