Aug 14 round two, ding ding

I got home safely, here's another orchid to celebrate

For my second infusion, I got a city view. Quite pleasant really, looking out the window, part of the city skyline, framed by a stately Norfolk Island pine tree, morning sun lighting up its branches. Much more pleasant than thinking about what was going into my arm. I am writing this to pass the time while the drip is going.

I was a bit naughty today. As usual I walked to the hospital. Almost didn't make it. There I was, halfway across the road, T intersection, sububan street, when a middle aged gent driving an expensive car, came tearing around the corner, didn't slow down, missed me by centimetres, pushed back a bit by the wind shear of the car passing "Oi, moron!" I yelled and gave him the finger. By this time I was dust in his rear view mirror. Thinking about it, he almost did me a favour, had he bowled me over, with my anticoagulation, I would have bled out, end of story. Nice and quick. Isn't fate a funny thing? Would have saved me a lot of hassle, including mulling over euthanasia..for later. My goodness how morbid. Focus. Back to the present. 

Anyway, what I was going to say, I am planning to do a runner at the end of this session. For my other admissions, I had to have someone take me home, and they checked this was the case, not so up here. I was free to go last time. So I haven't arranged a pickup. I feel bad imposing, I mean people taking time off work to haul my sorry ass around. Yes, I know it's done willingly and with love, and I am ever so grateful, but still, if it isn't necessary... So I'm going to walk back home this morning. What's the worst that could happen? I spew in someone's front garden? Fine, I'll aim for acid loving plants like azaleas...