Nobody got up particularly early, but I was the last one downstairs after my "routine" (which now includes Bio Oil too - no wonder breakfast is getting later!).
Adam had organised a cinema trip with friends, so Chris spent most of the day ferrying him around while Vaughan and I settled down to watch Chicago. He wasn't planning to go out anyway, but think he was glad of a day at home. I kept clucking around him like a mother hen, but he insisted he was ok. Livi had a lazy day too until her boyfriend finished work and came to pick her up.
One of my course pals text to see if I wanted to go out for a meal next week with her and another pal. Looking forward to that on Thursday! They also passed with distinctions - really pleased.
Had a phone call from Auntie M with some suggestions on what to call the cancer. My favourite being POOOH (p*ss off out of here). So I may have my Lancasters bombing my POOOH soon!
In the afternoon, whilst I was doing exercises (again!), our next door neighbour came round with a bouquet of flowers. She had been worrying about her comments yesterday, all night and all day at work! She was really upset but, I hope, felt better when I told her that I hadn't taken any offence at all. I have to have a sense of humour living with Mr Tinsley (yep, you all know where I coming from there!). I was more offended at the young women walking around in white bikini's advertising a local photographer (bit disturbing really!) during the procession. That did make me feel inadequate! But, come to think of it, even when I had 2 boobs, I never looked like that! Adam, by the way, was a very happy boy putting some money in their buckets! Chris dared not!
I didn't get out for a walk today, not quite sure why really as nothing else was going on. Monday morning call to the hospital tomorrow. I never know if there's much fluid accumulating or not, but I found the tail end of a stitch poking out, so that can go.
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