Last Chemo. Finally. - For Him

Last chemo in this course. Fucking hell, mate. I was going to organise a parade, but the council apparently need notice and you already think far too much of yourself. So you've got a card from me instead. Try to contain your gratitude. Whether today's plan involves a celebration or telling everyone to piss off while you commandeer the sofa, I shall respect your decision and judge your choice of telly. This is a milestone, not an instruction to leap up and start assembling flat-pack furniture. You were bloody useless at that before any of this happened, and I see no reason to endanger a wardrobe now. For all the piss-taking, I'm glad this appointment is behind you. I love you, you magnificent pain in the arse. Roast with love x