The end is in sight.

Just a short post today. I now have a date for my final round of chemotherapy, the end is in sight!

The Doctor told me this morning that my blood counts have improved significantly. I am coming out of Neutropenia and starting to feel relatively normal again. I've even started thinking about when I might go back to work.

Booking in my final dose of the medicine that is simultaneously saving my life and kicking my arse felt bitter sweet. I wanted to report the good news to my Mum as I was leaving the hospital. I'm sure she knows, somehow.

The Doctor also re-iterated that my chances of making a full and complete recovery are very high. Fuck you Cyril!

I had a productive couple of days leading up to the today's appointment. Although I've not been able to exercise much lately - which has been driving me mad - I've got lots of life admin sorted and found ways to stay busy. 

I've had quite a few donations on my Just Giving page already, which is great. I'm looking forward to getting back into running and completing the half marathon in September. It occurred to me the other day that so many people are driven to fund raise for others when they are fighting their own battles. Maybe it's a way for us to find some positivity and give meaning to the suffering. 

Also, my hair is growing back!