I survived the night. I had some feelings of nausea but I wasn't sick at all so that was good. My mum left for Cyprus this morning so I'm on my own now. Well not really, since Cliff and Emma are here. I feel well enough to go to school. I would have gone anyway since I promised my students that I would be there. I only have two groups for a total of 4 periods and should be home by 12:45 so that isn't too bad. It's 6:26 right now and I have just seem mum off, eaten and taken the many pills I have to take each morning (especially just after chemo!), I'll see Cliff off to work and then I am going to lie down for an hour or so before I head off to school. My friend from Papua New Guinea tells me that she does know Ricky Martin because she now lives in Reno where there are a lot of Spanish speaking Americans. But I wonder if she knew him in PNG. You can read her comment with yesterday's post.
Can you believe that the British Prime Minister is considering renewing the Trident missile programme. As if we aren't spending enough money on war as it is! At the same time, our beloved government is thinking of closing hospitals in our area. In fact, one is very close and I received my first blood transfusion there. The other is the one where I will be having my radiotherapy. It is right next door to the private hospital where I am having the chemo. Everyone in this area would be expected to go down the A-3 to hospitals close into London. What madness! I won't even go into their proposals on education. Well, perhaps I will another day. Now I've got myself worked up I'll go to bed for a while!
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