Another six months

Home again. Exhausted. The good news is that all's ok and I don't need to go back for six months. Indeed, Nurse tells me that since I find the whole experience so draining, if all's well next January, she sees no reason why they can't discharge me completely. I really hope that's what happens.

Next visit will be to the new location. The hospital I was born in is closing - to be replaced by a supermarket.

Now for a quiet evening to recover.

And yes - this was the two year anniversary, so... two years all clear.