"I was expecting a much bigger needle..."

Marcus came with us to the hospital today....thought we'd show him where Daddy gets tortured!! He seemed a little disillusioned and let down by the whole experience.....'I was expecting a much bigger needle'. No screaming or blood splattering on the walls...what kind of show are they running here!! Our good parenting techniques have clearly worked well, with copious amounts  of compassion and empathy on full display.

You know what.....he was great!! Important to recognise that this is the same boy who came up and put his arm around my shoulder the other day, coz he could see that I was a bit down...That meant alot....that meant an incredible amount!

That said, after coming to terms with the lack of gore, he did proceed to entertain himself trying to make Dad as uncomfortable as possible, experimenting on the potential for breaking human bones using only a firm mattress and electrical bed motors.


My consultant was very positive about my paraprotein levels. Having come in to see me, (and following the now customary golf lesson) he confirmed that progress was ahead of schedule and was very happy that I'm continuing to react well to treatment, not only in the reduced paraprotein levels, but with my vital blood counts holding up and manageable side effects. One more injection on Thursday, then thats cycle four ticked off!!