The journey was dark and rainy and the train was late. I almost tripped over a sleeping Hungarian sheep dog in the hush hush silence of the first class compartment I shared with two eldery men who knew without doubt that I was only there because of the free upgrade. I am not first class material. The dog ignored me as well.
But I arrived eventually and walked out of the station among cheerful healthy humans. Nobody noticed.
The dinner menu listed more additives than options and it took a bit of persuasion to get a decent cup of tea. I managed to appropriate the chocolate bar from the reception. There are seven Arab, five Russian, three Chinese and only two English channels on the tv. The bed is strangely placed diagonally across the room. And the balcony is inaccessible. Everything is reassuringly labeled in four languages.
All this on the night before my first monoclonal antibody treatment. The adventure has begun. Tada!
06 January 2016
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Sending love and courage
ReplyDeleteWow! Where ARE you?
ReplyDeleteWhat Fire Bird said- love and courage! Please keep us posted.
Wishing you a safe journey through the treatment. Sending love and hoping that they let you listen to some good music.
ReplyDeleteWhere are you? I send you molto forte e corragio!
ReplyDeleteThinking of you.
ReplyDeleteThere's a cyber-world thinking of you. I hope you can hold that thought when you're shut in your treatment-womb.
ReplyDeleteI'm sending you good vibes, wherever you are. It sounds exotic!
ReplyDeleteSounds like an interesting adventure on your way to the antibody treatment. Hope it all goes well, and the trip home is easy and full of comfort. Thinking of you.
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