Jack's new bed

Every cat needs a tree to sleep under. Can't put the presents under, Polly has a habit of unwrapping them. We have a tin of quality street and a music game quiz, unwrapped with fang marks. Shes a bugger. Hospital appointment today. Blood pressure fairly normal, injection of Herceptin. Got chatting to an old client who was getting her chemo. She had recognised me on a previous visit to the ward. It's a cheery place despite the fact we all have that particular diagnosis in common. Hers much worse than mine, grade four pancreatic cancer. Chemo every two weeks for the forseeable future, to keep it at bay. No cure. Luckily the side effects are bearable. There has to be a trade off, length of time remaining has to be quality time..