It’s official! My CA125 level – the blood marker for ovarian tumours – is already back to normal and there was absolutely nothing of interest on the CT scan. So I really am in remission – what a great Christmas present! I feel like I’m starting to see daylight again. Round 3 of the chemo is tomorrow, so when we get back after New Year I’ll be half way through. It looks like I won’t be clear to dive for 6 months after the chemo finishes but that seems a small price to pay.
We’re off to my mother in law in Somerset on Sunday. It’s her first Christmas without her husband of 50 years and it won’t be easy for her. After that we’re heading to my sister in London for New Year. She’s hosting a big family party which has been planned for months. There are 6 of us plus accoutrements and we rarely all get together since our mother died a few years ago. In fact, not all of us will be there. Brother in Abu Dhabi weighed up the relative merits of sunshine, warm weather versus an Edinburgh/London winter. It took milliseconds (that long?); it looks like we’re going out to see him in the spring. His daughters are coming to London though. And our youngest sister, who has serious and long term bipolar disorder, looks like remaining in hospital for the next few weeks; at least she should be safe there. I say “should be” as she has in the past blagged her way out of the door even when on constant watch. Can’t blame her, really – she spends weeks at a time as an in-patient and all she wants to do is get home to the comfort and anonymity of her house and her cat.
I’m not really likely to post much more until the New Year although there are several things I’ve been meaning to write about for weeks. Some diving stories, triggered by seeing Iain Stewart in Iceland on The Power of the Planet – I hope they’ll repeat that soon as I only saw bits of it – and Mr Strangeway, spending nights on Scottish islands. I think they’ll have to keep until 2008. Perhaps I’ll get one more school post in before I sign off.