Chapter Four

In some ways, this chapter is the beginning of the end. The last seven months, retrospectively, feel like a blur, it feels like I was watching somebody elses life. It has been a hard transition, coming back here that is, especially since I've had such a long time on the outside. But, after a turmoilous week, I feel as ready as I can be. The room I'm in is nice by hospital standards, but I do miss the creature comforts of the young adults ward upstairs. That said, one of the nurses that was on the ward upstairs is working on here temporarily so at least I know her and have her to talk to. I've unpacked and settled in, and as you can see, my internet is working! That is an answer to prayer and a huge relief.

I've only been on the ward for two hours and have already been AWOL. But in my defence, it was only a quick sprint off the ward and as from tomorrow, I promise to try to be on my best behaviour. Tomorrow is the start of the chemotherapy regime. Initially, I thought I would be having chemotherapy for only some of the days, but as it happens, I will behaving it every day for the next week, which is slightly unfortunate. But I accept that it needs to happen. I'm not looking forward to the weeks ahead, but I know that He will get me through it.

Watch this space.