Dear Logbook, fourth day of the fifth trip.
Yesterday the walk was a little shorter than planned. But little else. In the end almost 10 kilometers, despite the rain. What a December we have! I think last year it rained less. The fact is that I have been registered for more than 605 km since September 16. Surely with daily tasks and others, some more.
The night, another good night, going to bed at 22.00 and waking up at 5.45 AM. And without a pill! Yes I take an infusion, it does not taste very good, or at least I do not like it, but as with the diet … I put health before tastes. If I can join both, perfect, if it can’t be, health comes first. And right now in recovery, health is paramount.
Today rains again in the morning. I may go out in the afternoon, which seems to rain less or it won’t rain. In the morning after accompanying the grumetillos to school, study time while I wait for the ground crew. Today is the day to extract the precious red liquid and bring me potions. If this afternoon when the results of the analytics are up, I will verify if the hemoglobin has risen or not, If yes I could decide to call the ground crew tomorrow and thanking them for the help received since Friday, September 6, telling to stop coming. And from now on, I approach the South Hospital, the SÖS for analytics and go to the pharmacy to pick up the medicines. Making a more or less normal life, except to continue without taking a metro or bus, which surely could, it makes no sense to come home. Besides that it helps me to be able to plan better. I know I have all the time in the world, but I don’t know what time Thursday comes, which lottery I don’t like. I will tell you tomorrow how the blood test went today. It will be the first analysis in which the effect on the body of not receiving potions on the high seas will be seen. That is, the analytics of last week were more or less the same as in the last week of each previous cycle. And today it is an analytics of “first week” but in this one, luckily, we have not received chemo the previous days. I’m exciting.
The rest of the day, the usual. If I can, after picking up Martin, I will go for a walk to pick up Gadea at school. After snack, dinner and go to sleep.
And waiting for this routine to end on January 15. That Island that I want to step on, and that I see far away, I hope that day by day, is getting closer.
And my dear Diary, Today, nothing more, time passes little by little.