Another anniversary
G'day all! It is a year today yesterday since I finished treatment for cancer. A year since I last walked in for my zapping by a flesh-searing relativistic particle cannon (thanks, xkcd for the best ever comic!). I remember being a little sad in a way - I was living by myself in Melbourne, I was seeing my workmates two days a week, and I was lonely and bored. At least I saw people regularly when I was being zapped! I also remember waiting for the weariness I had been promised to kick in. Hello! I am supposed to feel exhausted now! Where's my exhaustion? I was tired if I didn't get my sleep each night, but I'm always tired if I don't sleep enough. I think that is fairly normal. It's just I needed an extra hour or two. But I didn't. I felt better and better every day, though the "sunburn" got worse for the next week or so. The chemo had knocked me around so much that the radiotherapy was a walk in the park in c...