Got home yesterday to find a letter from The Mater.
My first Chemo has been rescheduled to a week later. They invite me to give them a call if the new date doesn't suit me.
Too right I will be giving them a call. I have just spent a week and a half organising the rest of my life around the 8th of July. I could have had this 1st session this week, but put it off so that Mum and Dad could have their planned holiday. I REALLY didn't want them to give that up, Mum and the kids especially have really been looking forward to it, and no way was I going to break their hearts.
Apart from that, I really want this to start, so it can finish and I can get on with the rest of my life...
I don't think some of the people I've talked to about it get it! It isn't JUST a week, it's ANOTHER WHOLE week.