Back to chemo

An interesting day.
We went for a tasty lunch at our favourite cafe.
Next I visited the gym to develop my at-home training programme. My excellent trainer mentioned in passing that she was expecting - and her memory had become decidedly unreliable. To help my memory, she made videos of me doing each exercise (using my phone).
Up to London and a stop at the market.
Then off to Guys hospital, expecting very bad news. Saw a wonderful doctor who explained that, while my cancer couldn't be cured, they should be able to manage it. The spots on my lungs are so small I couldn't see them on the scan. The plan is a cocktail of drugs with chemotherapy standing out - my third time round...