Busy old week

The past week has been quite busy.

I have started the next module of my photography degree (& the required reading😩)

I have also had my 3 weekly top up of herceptin & perjeta. A cold has joined in the fun so I’m feeling quite drained at the moment (all in time for Tom to start his 5 working days). 

I saw the oncology nurse this week & due to some pains in my legs, I’m going to have my routine CT scan & an MRI scan next week to rule out anything horrible. 

Good points this week include- breakfast with my best friend, reading “Dream a little Dream” by Giovanna Fletcher, preparing for Evie’s birthday & discovering that, not only Evie, but now Connor is shaping up to be an excellent artist! 😄🎨

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A nice kinda lunch

Today was kind of a day off the treatment as the machine was having a service so I thought I’d plan a catch up lunch with a friend and a few other bits and bobs.

To start the day off I thought I’d wear a new dress I’d been looking forward to wearing. All was going well until I looked in the window and saw I looked like Sinead O’Connor (I’ve got nothing against her but I don’t think the look suits me). That was a little upsetting, I just wish I had my long hair back. It doesn’t help either when you are feeling exhausted and poorly.

I dropped my children off at nursery and headed home to spend some time with my dog before heading into town to buy Lynda Bellingham’s new book and have lunch. When I met my friend, as usual it took us ages to look at the menu as we were too busy talking. I had my usual a nice healthy salad with a lemon meringue to balance it out (hehe). We had some brilliant conversations and giggles, most of it was the kind of “had to be there” to get it but I had a great time. It was nice to be able to forget everything I’m feeling at the moment and just let loose. The only problem was it never seems long enough.

After that it was back to it, sadly being a mum as well as a cancer patient means life never stops. You never have time to wallow in self-pity or sleep for hours on end. But I guess it has helped me to stay so positive, watching my two children (even though they can be little tinkers at times) makes me want to fight so I can carry on watching them for as long as I can. Nothing can brighten your day like your child giving you a cuddle or telling you they love you. Things have been difficult for both of them, my little girl especially, as they are both too young to understand what is happening to Mummy.

Well this evening my plan is to do a little bit of coursework, settle down with some chocolate and start my new book.