Christine made the 2 1/2 hour trek up from Galloway this morning and arrived mid morning, she insisted that we should take a walk and see some new horizons. The sensation of walking, taking myself from A to B via C, felt like a new experience although perhaps more of a shuffle than a walk. The Friends of the Beatson brought us two delicious coffees on a tray, frothy with chocolate on top, which I tentatively tried along with half a kit-kat. It is first time I’ve had either for over a month. They went down surprisingly well. We sat by a window overlooking some gardens and views of snow on the distant Ochil Hills. It made for a very pleasant change from the claustrophobia of my room back away down the corridor. It also meant I did not need a sleep until 3 pm.!
The night before had been uneventful, as was early this morning, thankfully no nausea and no temperature. We just need a couple more days without spikes of temp. and they might start to reconsider a discharge date for me. I feel ready for a change. The place is beginning to weigh heavily on me. Three weeks now since Transplant and oh boy are the days beginning to tick by slowly.

And I just want to say a big thanks to all for the lovely get-well cards.