Time does certainly race by, it's hard to believe it's been three weeks since finishing radiotherapy, and visually my neck has healed up very well, it's hard to see any pinkness/redness at all, and the itching has all but subsided.
My throat 'lump' is also much improved and I can now eat my meals without needing copious amounts of liquid to help wash them down. (Water, obviously).
I did have an appointment at the hospital in Jersey on the 18th July, but having heard nothing about a bone marrow test, or a bone scan and just wondering how they think the Letrizole is working, and what my CA125 might be, has led to me being a bit twitchy about the wait.
Therefore my kind consultant has arranged to see me next Tuesday the 4th July, when i hope some of these questions will get answered.
Anyway, enough about me, and let's talk about engagements, primarily our son Jack to his lovely girlfriend (now fiancee) Steph.
He popped the question whilst the two of them were staying out at the Ecrehous last Sunday, and romantically went down on one knee......and managed to get up again, and I think she said yes, even if it wasn't' straight away!
We are thrilled about it, and have spent most of this week celebrating/drinking/eating and talking wedding plans (yes, even Jack!).
On the subject of weddings, a friend recently got asked to do a reading at their friend's wedding, which was not a problem, however it was a very hot day, and the temptation to go for a swim in the sea beforehand was overwhelming.
That in itself was not the issue, there was just about enough time before the ceremony started, time to shower afterwards too, but not time to go to the hairdressers.
So at the Church just as she was leaving her pew to go to the podium, her boyfriend in a fierce whisper says "Seaweed" and pulls a large strand out of her curly locks. Whoops.
We've had a poorly Jessie dog here all week, very much under the weather and tail tucked between her legs. Two vet visits, blood test, painkillers, anti inflammatories and finally liquid paraffin plus a very large bill seems to have 'cured' her constipation- I DO love my dogs.....
Which leads me into another story about a friend who has been looking after a rather large 'rescue' dog that has peculiar habits. He does like to bury things, nothing unusual in that i hear you cry, but not when its the pet tortoise . Her mum came out into the garden to investigate what the dog was up to and saw the claw of her beloved tortoise sticking out of the mound of earth.
Needless to say the tortoises are enclosed in their own special pen now.
(No need to report me, as no pets have been harmed, and both dog and tortoises are doing well, providing their separated........ )
I have just loved the hot weather, and enjoyed having lots of dips in the sea ( yes, I am very grateful every day) and although the dogs don't like it much we have worked around the times we take them out for walks.
However I really suffer with very hot feet, not just in the warm weather but all the time. I used to think my mum was a bit weird when I'd see her with her feet in a bowl of cold water before bed, but I can see why now, she must have been cooling her feet too.
So, I heard on the radio that someone had the bright idea of filling a hot water bottle with cold water and putting it in the freezer, (my friend takes ice-packs to bed for her hot flushes). I have a cover on the bottle, otherwise I'd get 'burnt', but believe me it works, and stuck between my feet at night in bed brings a whole new meaning to the word frigid.....
Finally, I'd just like to say that there are a few people i know undergoing some serious treatments at the minute, and I want them to know that i think and pray for them daily, my friend in Australia Paula, the lovely Sheena in the Uk, my Godson Harry and my good friend Jill over here- these are tough times, my heart goes out to them all.
"There are two days in the week that are not important - yesterday and tomorrow. Focus on today"
