“Have you heard about the martini effect?” the psychologist said. “You write 350 words then reward yourself with a martini.” When I googled it, I found other meanings. It’s a phrase divers use for nitrogen narcosis. Every 10 metres in depth equates to one martini. You start to notice it after three. Mostly though it seems to refer to the effect of technology on geography, meaning we are no longer tied to our desks, our offices, we can connect from anywhere.
My recent bout of cancer left me stirred not shaken, and now I am beginning to re-emerge. This is a continuation of my first blog medical mutiny – which was about diagnosis and treatment. This is about recovery. When you’ve had cancer, you travel hopefully.