It's April 1 and my Herceptin treatment will finish April 7 not the end of April after all. I celebrate by flying to London that night. No doubt I'll be fingerprinted next morning in delightful Heathrow but that will be the least of my ordeals. The real ordeals are over and there is nowhere to go but up now!
At a wine society dinner last Wednesday, I look almost like my old self again.
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