We took a tour around the Nou Camp…or is it Camp Nou, still don’t
bloody know. Interesting to get access to some of those places you wouldn’t
normally get to see, press office, changing rooms and access to the pitch. Surprised
the changing rooms were so basic….secondary school wooden benches and I’d like
to see 11 players fit into that Jacuzzi.
Couldn’t believe this one….a chapel connected to the tunnel the players use to walk out onto the pitch. Kept looking at it thinking…..wouldn’t get that a Stamford Bridge…..maybe a lap dancing bar or kebab stall, but not a chapel!!
So, back at the hospital again for the start of cycle five. They’ll be taking blood for my paraprotein readings today, so will get the results on Thursday. Must say, having time away really takes your mind off things, however it does mean you hit the ground with a bit of a bump when treatment day returns. It starts to feel a little like you’re living a double life. On the one side there’s my ten days rest, when a sense of normality and routine returns, on the other there’s IV drips, injections and pill popping. I’m not complaining, just telling you what I feel. It’s the stark contrast that probably further emphasises the situation….staring out at the Mediterranean Sea, drinking an ice cold beer whilst listening to ‘Sunday’ by ‘Hurts’ on a Saturday and, well, staring out of the window in Kingston hospital, looking at the A&E building at Kingston hospital on the Monday.
Patrick,Good luck with the next stage we are all routing for you.
ReplyDeleteCamp Nou!! what's wrong with a guided tour by Ledly King of White Hart Lane,complete with kebab shops & pubs......not a church in sight....
Keep up the positive blog
Cheers George