Friday. 7 am. The only sound is birdsong, though I can see lights coming on up and down the street as people prepare to go to work and school. For me, a new experience today; the first radiotherapy session. Once more, I find that I feel resentful; I really can't be bothered with this. However, in approximately three hours, the necessary journeys to the city will have decreased by one.
Time to leave
Twenty-two sessions to go...
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