Thursday 8th May

I write this post lying on my back on a comfy sofa with a stomach full of pizza, watching tv, and listening to the dog snoring and farting away in her bed after a wet and windy walk. If you haven't already guessed, by the poor grammar, and change of writing style, this is not Jill but her favourite son (no.3). Mum hardly ever has the chance to sit down on the sofa, let alone lay down and relax on her back whilst watching a bbc documentary. She also would definitely not have eaten an unhealthy pizza for dinner; with extra cheese and chicken, may I add. Anyway, unfortunately we all have to put up with the dogs snoring and smelly farts, but that's life. Getting onto topic... like the dogs farts, Mum's test results have left everyone feeling a bit off colour and slightly ill in the stomach. Without going into too much detail, the blood test results were not as good as we would have hoped for....a second increase in the level of the indicators....not huge, but enough to be back having scans and further tests. We'll all be hoping that this hiccup will be sorted easily....we'll have to wait and see. Fortunately, she has a large family and many, many, friends and relatives that have already been supporting her, and will continue to support her through whatever lies ahead. There is no point in thinking of the 'what ifs' for the future but to continue taking it one day, and one step, at a time. The results give Mum a reason to keep on exercising like shes in the Royal Marines and start hitting back those tennis balls twice as hard; so whoever is the opposition on tuesday night, watch out!