Awoke in London well rested. I woke up before the alarm clock and got up to take my shot out of the fridge. Showered and dressed a half hour later it was time for the big test of me giving myself the shot without supervision. IT WORKED. I DID IT.
By 7:30 we were out the door and I walked Peter to work today. We walked over Southwark Bridge and East along the Thames to just before the Tower Bridge. I got to follow Peter up to the office and meet a few of his workmates. Excellent.
Then in the middle of rush hour on the tube, I had to make my way a half hour west of the city. As I entered the tube station I put my germ mask on. I was a bit self-conscious and breathing heavily so my glasses were fogging. The first 3 stops we were packed into the train like sardines. I was barely breathing. When I changed to a different line it was much better and with less people. Every single second of being on the train and wearing the mask made me think about how I have cancer. It was weird because I don't usually do that. I survived the tube ride and it felt good to take off the mask when I got onto the street.
I looked at the first house for more than an hour and tried to imagine how we can make it ours. It looks promising. I then met my good friend, Pearl for lunch at the pub which hopefully will be our local pub once we move. It was a great time. THANKS PEARL.
|Me and Pearl|
After a long day it was time for the journey on the tube back to the city. The return trip was a lot better. I was more confident and have learned how to breath with that mask on. Back at the apartment I started figuring out where we could eat out. Peter came home and we discussed the house plans and then we walked to a nice Italian restaurant a few blocks away. I love the buzz of activity that is evident everywhere. A real living city.
Tomorrow will be a few more houses to look at and then it's back to Stockholm to prepare for next weeks chemo #3.
GRATEFUL. LOVED. LONDON. TUBE. KICK CANCER'S ASS. FRIENDS. LAUGHS.