At 10am the taxi arrived to take us to the hospital, we saw an accident on the tram line and in 10 minutes we were here, waiting in the little hut for Anastasia to come. We are noticing everyone is showing their passports and realised we left ours in the hotel safe! Doh, how could we be so silly. All is fine tho, Anastasia gets us through though the guard isn’t impressed and we head up to level 2 of the hematology unit. Besides ever so bubbly Anastasia, the next person we meet is the wonderful Dr Fedorenko who meets every image I had created of him in my mind. I have a private twin room for now and will probably get a room mate next week. Joe and I hang in my room and get a brief introduction and run down of the day and then are left to ourselves.

Around 12ish I was given a warm fruit syrup type of drink, which tasted ok and then by 2pm I was wondering if it was lunch or if they had forgotten me. I had advised them I didnt eat seafood, so after I had a bowl of soup placed down and then a bowl offered to Joe and he declined it, it was taken back to the trolley. I was sooo confused, but realised it was a fish soup. Then it came…. the tongue! My first meal and it was here. The potato and bread was nice but the tongue was everything I had imagined. GROSS! After I put it in paper towel to cover it up, it went back on the plate.

In this time I had my ecg or ekg as the call it here, the first of my many tests. We were lucky enough to be able to join the new life celebration for Paul and Renathe, was very nice and inspiring, happy birthday to you both. We also got to meet the other patients up on level 3 who are all awesome and doing well. We had to leave early for an eye test, using the impressive undergound tunnels to get from building to building.

Then that was that, the day was over, I had a porridge like meal for dinner with a nice cottage cheese cheese cake.

After setting up some of my things I opened Patricia and Terry’s present and draw the first blessing and it was perfect for today.