Our conversations after lunch were relaxed and delightful. Probably the most pleasant part of the day for me. Corinne would tell me what she had been reading and I would tell her about my adventures while out buying lunch. Comfortable talk with little meaning.
It was a sleepy time of day in the Infusion Room. Things seemed to get quieter than they had been in the morning.

Besides the fact that I am spending all of my time with her now, this cancer seems to have brought Corinne and me closer. I wonder how things will change when these intensive treatments are over, and we each have to rebuild lives more compatible with the real world we live in and the outside pressures we face.