Wednesday 10th August

Just to update information from last weeks posting... I did finally receive a letter from the Marsden on Monday , for an appointment at 9am on the 17th.
Tuesday morning I called the hospital and inquired as to whether there was a chance to have a slightly later time so I wouldn't have to go over the night before ( I did explain a bit more ) .

The lady was extremely helpful and after a discussion she swopped me a Wednesday appointment to a Thursday one at 11:45am ( 18th) .

Much easier to get a flight out at 9 am and return the same day, slightly less stressful.
Small problem in its actually Gorey Fete and we had an invite to lunch that day, but it can't be helped.

Steve is insisting coming with me, he's says I'll be too dopey to manage on my own ( other folk do I'm sure, but I'll be pleased of the support.) Not drinking or eating anything for 6 hours before will be difficult enough, and I know that the procedure takes at least two hours.

Once again , it's not so much the scan, it'll be the results, my consultant is going to suggest I am given the results straight away, and then they can decided the next course of action.

My best scenario is for the tumour to be slow growing and only found in one area, and then I guess they may suggest radiotherapy .

It's just pants .

I'm feeling ok, and I've been told I look ok too (!) This makes it so hard to know that this is happening and all beyond my control .

Most of the day I stick my head In the sand and ignore it, grateful for days like today when I've played racquetball ( thanks CJ) played tennis ( thanks AH FP and CH) and played badminton with the boys tonight . In between I've had a sea swim, and visited Macmillan for some reiki .

No dog walks today but had to have a trip to the vet with Beanie as she has had a sore eye for a few days. We went on Monday , and was given cream and drops etc , told to come back today . She then had to be taken in, sedated and they removed a small hard grass seed from her third eyelid. She now has to wear a 'collar' and is on ' light duties' only.

This is one sad dog... But can I say she only has herself to blame- if she didn't go tearing off chasing things in dense undergrowth ( typical springer behaviour ) she probably wouldn't be in the state she's in now.
Whilst she's sedated and sleepy it's ok, but I can see the next couple of days being challenging.

I have been thinking of my friends friends up in Scotland , missing seeing them on the beach this year, and wishing them all the best.

I've got lots happening over the next few weeks to keep me busy, my younger , weaker, and athletically challenged brother is coming ( with JW , his fiancé , soon to be JN! ) on Saturday for a week.
I have a few activities lined up , and of course on Thursday he'll have to do dog duties before he sneaks off down to Gorey fete to drink beer.

Three days after he's gone back I've got my older ( weighty, balding and also unable to beat me at racquetball / badminton .. I've let him off tennis and golf ) and my sister in law coming for four days, and they are followed by my mad /crazy/loveable/ kind and funny aunt.

Then we go to Cornwall for a wedding :-)

My sister meanwhile is busy entertaining her grandchildren , and revelling in the delights of the cold North Sea , plus other "northern" attractions .
Bex kindly put a little video clip together of me in a typical day called " a day in the life' for Sally to share with her friends, and all those folks over there whom I've never met but who think/ pray for me on a regular basis.

My good friend once told me of a fisherman's prayer .

"God, please help me, the sea is so big and my boat is so small"


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