Forgot to mention our Good Samaritan deed on the 28th December. Mr Tins and I were on our way back from B&Q after unsuccessfully trying to source a new flush for the upstairs toilet (which one of the kids had broken!) when, driving through the town centre, we passed an elderly gent who, before our eyes, collapsed in a heap on the floor. After pulling over, I got out and ascertained (i.e. he told me!) that he suffered from Parkinsons and he just couldn't get his legs to move at the same time as his body did. He'd hurt his shoulder and I was worried it was broken or dislocated, but he assured me it wasn't and that he didn't need an ambulance. He'd cut his hand and was obviously very shaken up by the fall. Chris got out, helped him up and we slowly walked him to the car and gave him a lift home. He lived on his own, so we went in with him. After making sure his hand was cleaned up, we made him a hot drink and waited with him until his carer turned up. Whilst we were there, Mr Tins, desperate to make conversation, kept commenting on the gadgets he had in his flat (his PC, the Bang & Olufsen sound system, his artwork). To be honest it sounded like he was casing out the joint!
Friday, I met H and walked into town, where she treated me to a coffee and cake. Baby Jess was fascinated by H's cake. Each time she lifted the fork to her mouth, Jess couldn't take her eyes off it. She's obviously eager to get stuck into solid food!
New Year's Eve was a quiet affair for us, made even more so by the fact that we only had one child at home with us. Vaughan stayed the night at a friend's and Livi was out with her friends. We passed the time playing cards, at which I won not a single game (I'm still the undisputed champion with the highest score at ten pin bowling on the Wii, though!!). Just before midnight, we went round to our next door neighbour's to watch their fireworks (some of which were excellent). We weren't going to stay long but they opened the bottle of wine we took round and as Chris was unable to say no to subsequent glasses, we were there for an hour!
New Year's Day was even quieter! Everyone was tired after staying up late the night before. Livi missed a Skype chat with Mum, Dad, Auntie Rita and Uncle Brent, because she went to bed at 20:00 (heavy night followed by an early McDonald's breakfast)! It was nice chatting to them and even nicer seeing them.
Yesterday, Leigh from work came for coffee. It was a "special" birthday for her at the weekend and she had a do on the Sunday. Although invited, we didn't make it in the end (some things are a bit scary at the moment). It was nice to hear all about it though - and she brought some birthday cake for all of us!
So, 2011 already. I know everyone probably feels like 2010 passed in the blink of an eye, but I really feel I've missed it completely. I've lived in my cancer bubble since June and before that I was busy with my course. At this moment in time, 2011 seems a bit daunting. I still have radiotherapy to get through and hormone treatment to start, a scan to look forward to, the "what if's"..... There's going back to work, a prospect that's both exciting and nerve racking at the same time and the hope of getting back to normality (what's that???). At the end of the day, though, I can only deal with one day at a time and that's what I shall do!
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