Yippee! Day 43 post stem cell transplant.
I am getting stronger each day and feeling more like myself and less like a sleepy wet weekend. Its Spring in Central and everything (apart from my hair) is changing colour from brown to green and growing like crazy. No sign of any hair growth on me yet. Funnily enough, I look a bit blonde just because the sun reflects off the white baldy head. Although we have had some gorgeous blue-sky days, the wind has a cold edge and I wrap up like it is winter. Sarah however, has put away the trousers. Despite frost on the car this morning and a chilling breeze, she still insists on shorts when the sun is out We have started on gentle walks and some cycling together. Our first adventure was to Sam Summers hut (a gold prospector who decided to stay in his hut in the forest long after the gold rush ended) Most of the walk is in dappled sunlight through the beech trees until you reach the summit with a view over a small lake. Spot Sarah somewhere ahead in this p...