44. So close yet so far.

Today is Wednesday and I knew today's treatment the second in a row would leave me totally drained again and unable to control the pain.

I'd already arranged the transport to not collect me tomorrow knowing Thursday I could sacrifice to allow a slight recovery and go in on the final day Friday.

The department was quiet, with not many waiting, Im not sure if its the weather, or just lack of new victims as its the New Year 🤔

Apart from arriving 40 mins too early, and then going in 45 mins too late, the whole excercise went quite routinely.

As I anticipated, all I could think about was how little time I had left to lay on that table.

I wondered who I will get clipping me down on the last day. I hope its someone I like.

When I got dropped off back home although I was tired and feeling a little sick, I had a drink and some ibrufen and helped Paul finish the jigsaw he's been struggling to do since before xmas day😵‍💫

We finally finished it, and I had a bath and laid on the bed with Lottie, extremely tired, a bit emotional when I thought about Friday, and just hoping tomorrow goes quick and before I know it I'm in some volunteer strangers car heading back from Addenbrookes for the last time, with my mask sat in the back seat admiring the scenery and asking me 'are we there yet'?

56 secs......1.12 secs.........3.26secs....

1 more time!