I feel as if I'm moving from one phase into another as I go through these three weeks. Mis piernas como jalea or [les jambes branlant ] have sorted themselves out and I'm feeling stronger. I'm so used to telling people, 'I'm 'doing the chemo thing' that I'm a bit lost as what to say to explain the tired, sunken eye look and assorted hats and wigs. I met two neighbours on my walk today, both doctors, and both said I'd dealt with the colouring so well becuse of my positive attitude. It's interesting isn't it as to how much attitude does play a part and to hear one of them saying he felt it was 100% really surprised me. Even though I have finished my colouring, I'm still locked in for a three weekly visit to the local Cancer Clinic for Herceptin until November and my body has fallen into this familiar cycle. I half know what this next stage of radiation will be like but not really ......as I've said before ..no expectations, and so although friends have told me how it went for them I know that I'll be unique!
This centuries old doorway was in the traditional village of Andong in Korea.
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