I'm starting to feel like a bit of a fraud. This afternoon we went for a walk around town. I haven't felt like I had so much energy for a long time. Instead of supporting myself on the walking stick I was twirling it like a sergeant major. If I could have got to one of the nearby hills I reckon I could have hiked up it with ease. Olga was struggling to keep up.
Perhaps the hospital got the tissue samples mixed up and the cancerous tissue wasn't mine at all?