Wednesday, I went for lunch with Gaynor and Catherine. We talked about work and it was brilliant. So many things have been put on hold since this crappy cancer came and knocked me out, but lots to look forward to when I get back.
That evening Chris and I went along to school to watch Adam perform his monologue in a GCSE Drama production. It was busy, loud and should probably have been staged in a bigger room, but Adam did well and I'm glad I went.
Thursday saw my baby girl pass her driving test. She was so nervous in the 24 hours beforehand that I did wonder if they would get the better of her. Within minutes of her passing though, I had her screaming down the phone at me "I PASSED!" So pleased for her (not so sure about other road users, but hey!). She really needed something positive to happen to her. She not very optimistic about her life at the moment. This of course meant that as soon as she got home she jumped into the Micra and was off for the rest of the day (hi Liv, bye Liv!). It also meant that as she wasn't home in time for me to have the car, she had to pick the boys up from school. I wasn't too comfortable with this, but they told me (yes, I did grill them when they got home!) that she drove quite well.
Whilst Liv was getting her own grilling from the driving examiner, I had a visit from H and Jessica. My god she's putting on weight - it's all those chocs, H!! No, only joking, I mean Jess (H doesn't look like she's even had a baby!). We had a good natter, only punctuated by me ringing the insurance company to advise them Liv had passed and them advising me that there's a £600 excess for her in the event of an accident!! Not sure the cars even worth that much!
Friday saw the arrival of DadD and Heather. They arrived just after the District Nurse, so they and the boys relegated themselves to the kitchen while Kay flushed my line, changed the statlock and tried to get blood out of a stone! No change on the blood front - well not from the vein anyway. There was blood, however, when she took the statlock off. It seems my skin is now reacting to the adhesive on that now too. If you remember, the statlock is there to keep the PICC line in place. The line is attached to a couple of pins on the statlock, which is then stuck on the arm for stability. So, red, sore and bleeding, the new statlock was stuck back on..........in the same place. It has to be really, because the line daren't be moved. Needless to say, I'm not looking forward to it being changed next Friday! I'm really not sure what else can be used but at this rate I'll need a bloody skin graft when it's been taken off!! I will ask next Wednesday at the Chemo Suite, though. I can't be the only one who has skin reactions to these things, surely?
It felt very much like a Saturday, which was why we forgot Adam was due to have a lift at 17:30 to Futsal in Swindon! Neither he nor Chris had eaten anything when at 17:30 Adam cried "FUTSAL!". This meant Chris had to take him. Luckily he wasn't hungry and Adam had baps in the car on the way there. Happily, the team won 12 - 8 and Chris had an Indian meal waiting for him on his return!
Saturday and Chris had a lie in for a change. Liv was working 06:30 - 14:30 but drove herself there and back - woohoo, result! We had a lazy morning and after she got home, we all trooped into Bath. A tiny bit of window shopping (post surgery bras at M&S that look like something out of the '50s - absolutely no way!) and then a Chinese meal at the Ocean Pearl, which everyone enjoyed. I was able to enjoy this one more than last time (Vaughan's birthday), as I was feeling much better than I did then.
DadD and Heather came round for a last coffee with us this morning before heading back to Lincolnshire.
I have a couple of additions too on the hat front. DadD and Heather bought a hat, scarf and gloves set (pic to follow - when I have make up on!) and also a sleep hat for me. Night times are getting colder and so too is my head! The first night I wore it, I turned over and it ended up over my eyes! Not a bad thing as it happens, as it will act as a shade if I need to go to bed during the day.
Finally, the promised picture of me in the suburban turban hat (I've ordered another colour, as I love it so much) and one of the lippy's I bought!
You look stunning Tracey. How do you manage it? I am sure I would look like a teapot with its spout squashed ... you manage to look like a model. No justice. Lots of love to one an all and special congratulations to Olivia on passing her driving test. I seem to remember the relief at not having to be a taxi driver was replaced by lying awake waiting to hear the car return!!! Love, the other Aunty Rita xxxxx
ReplyDeleteWow Trace you look gorgeous, you certainly look great in hats. The make-up finishes the look the lippy is lovely - good choice.
ReplyDeleteLots of love Sue xx