Scared

Wednesday 4 April

Lara is doing fine for the moment, no particular drawbacks apparent, apart from a mild hitch. If we keep it like that, she'll be doing fine. However, we are not loosing sight of the fact that leukemia patients in a fully blown chemo lead a fickle existence, healthwise. Things can deteriorate in a matter of hours. We've been there, after all. Last year, things took a sudden turn for the worse, nine days after the start of the chemo. We are now on day eight...

But this is not our focus for the time being. We are both a little scared, but try not to give into it too much. Instead, we live on the assumption everything will be OK and that is what we keep telling eachother.

Her new room mate is an elderly lady, there since this afternoon, unannounced, no introductions made.