After today only 3 more treatments left. I am not sure what I am going to do with all my free time!
Learn to cook?
I am great at "preparing" things. Graham loves my guacamole. After years of watching Doug make eggs I have found I can pull that off most days. Toast? No problem. Even pancakes. But beyond that I am utterly hopeless.
Maybe I will write the next great American novel? As this blog can attest it will be overly punctuated, and full of short, pithy sentences.
Perhaps I will teach myself to play guitar? After mastering it I am sure the Foo Fighters will hire me.
The reality is the only thing the end of chemo is going to mean is that I get to work on Fridays again.
Which I will happily do.
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