Finally got the HD box set up.  Am impressed so far, but it's surprising how quickly you get used to it and HD becomes "the norm" when you're watching it.  I'm becoming an HD bore - "look, look, LOOK - can't you see the difference", "Oh look at that, that's fantastic!", "No, look and see if it's on HD first!", "See if there's any nature programs on!" - you know the sort of thing (well, maybe you don't, maybe it's just me!).  There is definitely a difference though and I like it.

Vaughan came back from the fair unscathed and went back on Saturday night too!  Adam's team won their match 9-8 (higher scores than football).  Liv went out on a leaving do on Saturday and didn't get in until 04:30 - tired, feet hurting (due to the pink stilettos!), relatively sober and ready for work at 9!

On Sunday, Vaughan was playing in a rugby match at home.  Chris took him an hour before for the pre match warm up and Mum and I went along for the match.  The weather was beautiful!  I revelled in the warm sun on my face and the fresh air.  It was brilliant - and the bonus was they won 34 - 14!

The antibiotics seem to be doing their job.  The redness is subsiding and Mum devised a more comfortable dressing - just gauze and a small amount of micropore tape, then covered with tubigrip to keep it all secure.  It's working well so far.  The District Nurse came to flush the line today and changed the gauze etc.  Seems my skin is reacting to the micropore tape as well now, so we'll just have to keep moving it!
While she was here, the District Nurse tried to draw blood from the line and guess what?  It wouldn't come!!  So that was another call to the Chemo Suite and my nurse Bea.  She wants to blast it with "drain cleaner" again (found out it's called Urokinase - gets rid of clots).  After consulting with someone else, it was decided to wait until my pre-chemo blood test was needed, next Wednesday.  So, although I don't have a clinic appointment, I now have to go in.  Bea's going to try the Urokinase and leave it for an hour before trying to get blood.  If that's successful, then all well and good, but if not, she'll put some more in and leave it 24 hours.  Then I'll have to go back on Thursday for them to try again.  What happens if that's unsuccessful, I don't know, but the last time she injected it, it worked after an hour.  Maybe I'll need that each time I have pre-chemo bloods.

As you've probably seen from Chris blog the photo uploads are working, so here's the one I promised earlier of my white head !

I haven't taken one of me in my new Suburban Turban hat yet, but will make the effort soon - complete with lippy!

Mum went home on Sunday - back next week for chemo #4.  DadD and Heather are due this weekend and the kids are all on school/college holidays next week.

Today, I made the mistake of going onto the Breast Cancer Care forums again.  Naturally one of the first I read was about a young Mum's death.  She was diagnosed in March with secondary breast cancer (no primary diagnosis, just BANG straight into secondaries) and died this month.  She started a blog (ramblingsofabadfairy - looks like we're all at it) - much better than mine.  The tears came and didn't stop for a while (they were overdue anyway), but then the laughter came.  Mrs Bad Fairy was following another blog - http://alrighttit.blogspot.com/  This is what made me giggle and continues to do so.  Lisa Lynch, who wrote it, was diagnosed in 2008 and still continues to add to it. She's also written a book on the back of this blog called The C-Word.  Read it if you get the opportunity, but be warned there's a lot of bad language.  Lisa says the things we all want to say, but can't for fear of offending family and friends. I'm working my way through it and think it's brilliant. You're all very kind about my blog but it's not a patch on hers!  Love it!