I would have liked to have been feeling a lot better than I was for the trip up to Edinburgh to hear Rokia Traore, but despite the dizzy feelings I was rocking in my seat to her music; a brilliant performance by her and her excellent backing group. (Unfortunately the support group who came on in the first half were a complete embarrassment with no stage presence whatsoever but at least I could keep my watery eyes closed for most of it).
It was suggested that I should start taking Domperidon, the anti sickness drug, to see if it reduced the side effects of the first drug; so I’m trying it for the rest of the course. Too many damn pills for my liking; can’t wait to get off this cocktail. Tomorrow will be the last of the daily ciclosporin, it is then reduced to every third day for the final fortnight. I suspect that the watery eyes business may well be a manifestation of GvHD and nothing to do with the Metronidazole . If it’s not one thing it’s another; but still there is life at the end of the tunnel. What a long drawn-out business this is ! Just over half way now (6 months) and probably more surprises waiting round the corner.

I saw the first pair of swallows arriving a couple of days ago; very late this year. Meanwhile, in the glazed link between the pottery and the house, the first cactus bloom has cascaded over Christine's 'Acrobats cake stand'.
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