Last week and this week have been rather warm down here. We didn't make any plans for the weekend and rested from the busy week. It was "hair loss week" last week. It was unusual how it occurred. I thought that it may take a while to go but it was a here one day gone the next affair. My partner did not seem to concerned about losing it.
We are past the halfway mark for radio therapy, if that is something to celebrate. We would both like to get down to the block but the nights are too cold at this stage.
It is really amazing how going for a walks knocks out the sadness that we share about the future. Of course the intensity of this lies with my partner.
On Friday last week I went to see the Palliative care staff about how the future will eventually be. It wasn't something I'd dwell on but needed to find out how things would eventuate and know how things will travel.
My partner says her situation is total crap. She has certainly been dealt a shit hand. She is so right. When she is tired she gets depressed. This happens when there is too much interaction between too many people going on. So being with one or two other people at once is best.
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