Somehow, today is day *one hundred* since I finished chemotherapy and rang the bell. One hundred days. How on earth did we get here? Never has anything felt simultaneously like yesterday and like five years ago. So with that being said, getting to +100 days is something that I'm struggling to get my head around a little bit. I'm sure I'll get to it eventually, but the whole experience is already beginning to feel like a bad dream. There are genuinely some occasions when it dawns on me that I actually had cancer. Oh yeh, that was fun. As I am sure the many long time readers (is 'fans' too egotistical a term at this juncture?) of this blog will have clocked, I haven't written anything for ages! Not since the immediate few days after my last round of chemo actually. Now, this sabbatical could be down to two things. It could be because 1) I can actually sleep now and no longer have time to kill between 3 and 5am most nights. So that's a big win. Or it could...