Well, that was the weekend then. Quiet, sleepy, bit fuzzy round the edges. I am ok, bit feeble, bit unsteady on my feet but feeling well in myself - got lots of meds to take and a week's worth of injections to give myself for my blood count. And I need to get some anti-histamine tomorrow as I am a little itchy all over. But I'm eating, drinking, chatting, typing, in between lolling or sleeping!
My poor mother is exhausted! She needs a holiday now lol! I have a fridge/freezer in my pantry down the hall from the kitchen, but Bryan and mum decided that was a bit too far so they have put an under-the-worktop fridge in the kitchen itself! :) They have tried doing everything me and the girls normally do.
It's made me realise how many things a day I usually do. And I know these are a normal amount of things (well, my kind of normal), but - don't we all do a lot of things?! hehe! Was I silly to try carrying on working? I don't know, it did me good in lots of ways. But damn I DO need to rest, so being forced into it is probably no bad thing.
I have napped lots today. I wanted to call more friends. But am a bit pooped! ;)
Meg and Ben came back from his mum's today with a portion of stew his mum had made for me :)
I'd just like to say more thanks to everyone who is with me on this journey. I'll try not to let it drag on too much longer now ;) haha!
Love and Blessings to all xxx
Poor Deri. She got into bed with me in the middle of the night last night, turned around and said ''if you're not working for a while, does that mean we will have no money?"
ReplyDeleteShe has inherited Thinking Too Much from her nan!
Bless her - I reassured her that 'they' give you money when you're ill and that me and nan had it all sorted and we would all be fine.
And then I cwtched her and tried not to cry myself.
Fucking cancer, you are being blasted out into space, you know that, don't you?
:) xxx