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gosh…so this is what normal feels like January 29, 2013

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I’m in my ‘good week’ of my three week chemo cycle…well… usually its about a week but this cycle its been foreshortened by the stinky cold that lingered and lingered.

Yesterday I felt quite chipper and was booked in for a PETCT scan down in Cambridge. The mobile unit that in the leaflet looked to be parked in a green and pleasant land turns out to be in a car park at Addenbrookes hospital. They inject you with radioactive glucose (even the syringe is lead enclosed..and the man that does the injection scarpers fairly fast). They then sit you in a waiting room for an hour (well spaced out so the patients don’t set up some sort of exponential build up of radioactivity bouncing off each other). Then once fully charged one lies on a bed that goes through a tube for a bit and then you are sent on your merry way and told not to hug any chidren, puppies or pregnant ladies for a few hours.

By the time I’d wandered down to find Jane in the hospital food court and eaten some Burger King fodder (which just feels perverted in a hospital) I was feeling knackered and needed a lie down..or three.

Jane went to London to have a discussion with some feminist types on the radio and the boy and I had a very laid back evening distributing lego accross his bedroom floor.

Today… we were up early as its choir practise on Tuesday mornings before school. I dropped the boy off (little knowing there was no choir practice this week and he’d have to spend forty minutes in the library with all the other children whose parents can’t read e-mails) and took the dog for a walk. He couldn’t believe his luck as its possibly the first walk inĀ  several weeks. He made friends with a beagle, got very muddy and I suspect found some fox shit as theres a queer smell in the dining room tonight and if its not him it’s me…so I’m counting on it being him.

Then home, did some washing, some tidying…. went to hospital to have some blood taken and see the consultant… came home…visited the hairdressers accross the road for a catch up… had lunch…. did more washing… made supper (lamb shoulder, butternut squash, carrots and roast potatoes), walked to school and picked the boy up… ate supper… took boy to cubs even though he wasn’t feeling totally well, picked Jane up from town….

A normal day…. and it felt brilliant to be doing it all.

I suspect I’m going to have another good day tomorrow before chemo again on Thursday…. I’ve got a list of things to do building already.

 

catching up January 9, 2013

Someone sent me a note of slight concern today as I’ve not been blogging… they were worried about me being bogged down by my chemo.

Actually its quite the contrary… the last few days (maybe as much as a week – lucky me)! I’ve felt pretty much normal… the urge to try and fit three weeks worth of life into a weeks worth of having muchos energy has been almost over-whelming.

But no…. I know to try and conserve my energy… as I start to run up stairs I say ‘no -walk!’ to myself…. and remember to eat proper regular meals – we don’t want all those additional calories to go to waste before they are really needed, do we?

Feeling chipper has made me realise just how little I’ve been out of the house (other than for hospital appointments). So highlights of the week have included a visit from ‘he who shall not be named’ bringing Christmas presents, bonhomie and a trip out to a local pub for a sandwich. (and a slice of white chocolate and raspberry cheesecake).

An overnight stop at Annies for veggie sausage, chips, fried egg, cheesecake (can you see a theme here?) and a game of charades and general larks. Can’t remember when I last laughed so much… the boy at supper time asked who was the prettiest person at the table (bear in mind three gorgeous teenage girls were present)…so I put my hand up and said I was and with perfect comic timing he quipped – “not you baldy!”

And then yesterday Meg and I went and brunched at our local bikers caff (or ranch house as they prefer to be called) and stuffed ourselves with a build your own breakfast, mug of tea and a piece of excellent key lime pie (wot no cheesecake!?!) each…. I felt totally food satisfied and even braved baked beans!

…and then today… back in for my third chemo session (hopefully that puts me at a hypothetical half way mark)… I can feel the poison creeping round my body already (no morphine to numb or distract this time). When I got home I took the dog for a short walk…. it could be my last walk in the fresh air for a week (though i have the treat of IT chemo tomorrow back at the hospital).

deep breath…and round we go.

Feels horrid… feeling so healthy and then having to go down into the cycle again.

 

Spring into summer May 18, 2012

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Our chimney bees swarmed today for the first time this year… last year they swarmed two or three times and it’s quite impressive when they do. They’ve been known to make the sky black.. the traffic stop and the baker to come over and tell me we’ve brought a plague upon the town.

Today they merely made the back garden a no-go zone so I went next door to watch them, tea in hand, see where they decided to settle…. our neighbour a sporadic beekeeper put a bee box down next to the bush they were clustering in in his garden and hopefully the scouts will decide its a better bet than just clinging to a branch.

Then being a sunny day I though i should get out (into the wider) there with the dog and we headed for our local woods… I fancied a spot of dappled shade. It was beautiful…. the tail end of the bluebells giving way to whole glades of ransoms (wild garlic) with its pure white flowers… which i chewed as i walked.

The other sign of spring into summer was a plethora of lesser spotted doggers … the doggers and dog walkers seem to co-exist quite well, its a big wood…. but I’m beginning to suspect either theres a severe shortage of women on the local dogging scene or that its a gay dogging site… i’ve never seen so many middle aged men nonchalently walking sans dogs round a wood in the mid afternoon.

But we were all very British and polite and said ‘good afternoon’ and ‘lovely day’.

I definitely feel picnic weather coming on.

 

 
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