Husband here...returned for another bash ...felt I was owed another go, especially after yesterday's "issue" with the non-checking of spelling before posting.....I note the comments....at least it proves that at least one person reads this...which is one more than it might be. Food should, of course, been good.....but where the heck moistens came from is beyond me,,,all I can say is that is sounded more exciting than it actually was!!
Right, back to business...this evening I am working at a table (and not on my lap on a hospital chair).....things are reasonably under control...and for a pleasant change we haven't had anyone wheel a trolley into the room to take blood pressure in the last twenty minutes. The dog is asleep under said table...ladyship has instructed me to start blog...and apparently she will finish later...at least she can do the spellcheck.
Today has gone as I might have predicted....without doctors and nurses to control the wife, she has taken things in her own hands....two walks have been taken, and of course muggings felt obliged to go along just in case she decided to keel over....I should have been stricter...especially this afternoon...the bloomin woman thinks that as she's not in hospital she can resume full training....
We started with a gentle stroll along Grouville beach early this morning...and what a morning...Jersey at its very best...no wind, no clouds, high tide, flat sea...glorious. We all felt better for the experience...including the dog. Came home via the butcher so Jilly could purchase some "proper" chicken for her no fat diet....I went off to a meeting at St. Brelade (why do people have to live so far away?) ....and came home to find her ladyship in rude health...an empty house (Tom golfing (!!) Jack firefighting, Dan boat skippering, and Bex drumming at the Dragon boat racing) meant that "she" had done as she pleased for a couple of hours....we were all chilled....and then, an hour later, we had the "it's almost time for the dog to have its afternoon walk"...and that's when I should have put the proverbial size eleven down....but of course I didn't.
We decided, or rather Jill decided, that we (she) could manage one of her "regular" strolls....down through St. Catherine's woods to the lifeboat station and along the coast to the Breakwater.....I said it was too far...but, as I've described, no one was taking any notice of me...so off we went. Happy dog again...but it was clear that as we approached the coast Jill was slowing...not quite stationary but some might not have noticed the difference...we had a quick chat to a friendly parishioner at the Station, and then off along the coast...on arrival at Bel Val we had another chat to those (P,C and M) who had just had a swim..not appreciated by all of us as one might imagine...and shortly after we actually stopped at a bench and sat down for a spell to catch our breath before reaching said Breakwater. I had left a note for Bex before we left saying that we might need picking up....but Bex arrived anyway, and we were pleased to see her.
Our plan for a leisurely coffee was shelved...Jilly was pooped...and we returned home to have a rest on the sofa. All was good, but I have learnt my lesson....tomorrow we will NOT be attempting any marathons....or fell running....or any ironman competitions....we will stick to something gentle...on the flat...in fact, if you can't put a spirit level on it then it's too steep.
Apart from all that I think it's probably been a good day..as first days back go.
I've just been informed that Jill has decided to go to bed....daughter has aided me in putting photos further up the page...sorry they're not better...at least people will be taking notice of my stomach and not Jill's...not the most flattering photo of me....but it will give our reader something to comment about.
So, first day home completed....all good I think....maybe tomorrow I will suggest that Jiily gets on the scales at the same time every day...like that we might just have a go at trying to work out if she is loosing some of this fluid...I know that she would be more than a little pleased for some evidence of improvement...if only because she wants to get on with chemo asap....and I know that our reader will know what I mean....no one would really want to have chemo, but when you know it's coming, you may as well get it over with just as soon as you can. That is our target at the moment...getting fit for chemo...then we can fix our minds on getting it finished. Last week I told Jill that our target was to get the fluid "situation" under control...and that we wouldn't think about chemo. It will be good tomorrow to remind her that things ARE improving....and that we ARE making progress.
I think that will do....there will be people out there who want to get to bed...and having to read a never ending blog won't help.
Let's hope for more progress tomorrow...and if tomorrow's epistle relays tales of walks around the island then I have had another "epic fail"....and probably need sacking....now, there's a thought.
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You can't keep a good woman down Steve , you should know that by now ! ! X x x
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