Prepping for tomorrow’s chemo session.
Trust me, chemo is no picnic. But that doesn’t mean you can’t bring your own. The last time my friend Judy came with me for a chemo session it ended up lasting long past lunch time. I hadn’t had any breakfast because I was feeling so nervous, but I wasn’t worried because on a previous visit I’d noticed sandwiches, yoghurts, fruit and drinks set out. Well ha, on the occasion of which I speak both Judy and I were getting a little peckish around 3 o’clock and so she went off in search of the food trolley. The only thing left on one of the trays was a mystery meat sandwich that neither of us could bring ourselves to eat. As a result, I left there (around 5pm) feeling very weak and wonky. Not eating on chemo day is a VERY BAD IDEA …
Have decided to get creative about this …
That’s Pilar, aka “mi Pili”, and one third of 
