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Well my new role as a lady who lunches continued on
Wednesday when I met up with work chums and caught up on all that’s going
on. It was great to see everyone. One of the highlights was the waiter getting
totally confused and thinking that two of our party wanted bread and butter
only (without the soup). The reasons for
this mistake are too complicated to go into, but it amused us no end that the
waiter thought they were such skinflints.
After more confusion the soup arrived, it was lukewarm. Yum.
On Wednesday afternoon, our sophisticated chum M brought
over some homemade soup so that dinner was sorted for the next day (chemo
day). It was such a nice thing to
do. It warmed my cockles in more ways
than one and was delicious too. Maybe next
time I go out with my work pals we should place our lunch order with M.
I got my fourth lot of swamp juice (chemo) yesterday
afternoon. I half expected a long wait after
the last appointment (when I was seen about fours late) but I was plugged in
and ready to go within minutes, this time in the swishy new chemo suite
too. At last I am being treated with the
respect I so richly deserve.
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