Happy new year!

I was allowed out on Saturday night, but not until quite late; by the time we got home, I was too tired to do anything but go straight to bed. We went back in on Sunday for my bloods, and I got out a bit earlier; my dad wasn't home yet from his holiday to Uist, and mum had already left for hers, so my aunt Helen drove through to take me home. I went for a walk up to the supermarket where I used to work, but almost nobody was around; I picked up some mushrooms for a pizza and headed back down the road. My gran came down to visit for a while, and we had fishcakes and chips for our dinner. I got a bit tired afterwards, and went to bed.

On Monday I'd been told I was due to have a new Hickman line inserted, so we headed in quite early. Unfortunately, the radiology department decided that they didn't have a slot open, after all; the earliest I'll be able to get a new line will be next Tuesday, and there's some debate over whether there'll be any point in putting one in so late in the phase. I'll need a central line come stem cell transplant time, certainly, but the next phase (maintenance) only calls for a very few intravenous procedures; I'll decide later in the week whether to go ahead with having a new line implanted. The only other procedure prescribed for Monday was an injection of cytarabine, so I had a peripheral line put in. The chemotherapy was quite late in coming up, so it was about four o'clock before I was let out for the day. I made a pizza with the mushrooms I'd bought the day before, and ate it while watching Spartacus; afterwards, I went to my bed for a while. I woke up around ten o'clock and decided to stay awake for the couple of hours before the new year came in; I had a little champagne at the bells, and went back to bed.

We didn't need to go into the hospital at all this morning, so I woke up at nine o'clock and made myself an omelette for my breakfast. Dad woke up and got ready, and we went for a drive to the Burrell Collection. The museum was closed for the public holiday but the rain let up for a while, so we went for a short walk in the grounds instead. There were actually quite a lot of people out and about, considering it was New Year's Day. I was pretty worn out by the walk, so I went to sleep as soon as we got home. Dinner was at about four o'clock, so I was woken up for that; gran sent up some fish for us, which dad cooked with roast potatoes and peas and corn on the cob. I went back to bed for a while after this, while dad and Gabriel went up to John and Elaine's for the family New Year's party. I spent the rest of the day lazing about, upstairs and down in front of the television; it's getting quite late now, so I think I'll go back to bed. In early tomorrow.