Time for a quickie
Have really missed blogging - has been for a number of reasons, beginning with getting a bollocking from the daughter about references to her. Seems I offended her sensibilities with a mention of some kind that was less than kind and she was highly miffed. While I'm sorry she didn't like or approve, it really is not her business - or is it? Anyway, it cramped my style, left me feeling that once again my own space was not my own and that, combined with lots of other things, has kept me away. Howerver, I read an article on blogs in a magazine today and it got me back on track....
The husband continues with his chemo. It's been a long haul thus far but he's on the homeward stretch (we hope). So far he's had 6 out of 8 three week courses, although a couple of them have stretched an extra week to allow him to recover between doses.For each cycle he spends most of one day over at the hospital receiving a cocktail of infusions - drugs thru IV - then for a fortnight swallows a heap of pills twice a day, then has a week's recovery. For the first week he has a very painful arm where the chemo went in, then nasty reactions in the form of numbness and severe sensitivity to cold in his hands and feet. Finally, the soles of his feet and palms of his hands become incredibly sore and tender and he loses a layer of skin. The last couple of cycles have really upset his previously cast-iron gut too, and he's had nausea and diarhoea (sp?) to cope with too, although he has more pills to counteract that as required. In spite of all this, he is managing to work 2 out of 3 weeks, and potters at home for the rest of the time.
The house remains unsold as yet, but the open homes are coming thicker and faster. We're about to come to the end of a sole agency so will probably change agents then. Sod's law has decreed that in our small street there are now 4 houses on the market within spitting distance of each other, all for perfectly legit reasons but it's not a good look for purchasers!
And the plans for the new house are progressing, although we can't act on them till this place sells. We've nearly got the floorplan to where we want it, and the process of choosing bricks, windows, doors and kitchen layouts is about to begin. Nightmare material for me, I can't even pick a lightshade without dithering! Our mates' house on the section next door is at the really exciting stage - their framework went up this week so it's actually looking like a house now. Hubby has spent many, many hours over there pottering and helping and storing "how to" skills for our place. In many ways it's been his sanity saver.
We survived the daughters 21st - both the birthday at the beginning of January, and the party a couple of weeks ago. These events were not without stress but worked out well in the end. In fact, I had a great time! I made a photo book for her and finally got to dabble with scrapbooking stuff that I've been storing up for ages. My usual disorganised self had me working into the wee small hours every night for about a week on the project, but I thoroughly enjoyed it and was pleased with the outcome. Brownie points to me.
The weight issue is still there but I'm still thinking energetically! Over the school holidays I was able to walk to and from work as I didn't have to take small to school, and after 3 weeks I reckon I was beginning to see results - only tiny ones but enough to be encouraging. But then school went back and the walking stopped and eating began and...... It also doesn't help to have a boss who has gone from about a size 20 down to 66kg and is preening at every opportunity.
Gotta go,
Later...
