After yesterday with my son looking fed up because he has upset the tax man and my daughters phone call about a very sick chicken, I wondered over to the club to to my bosses, I have to get another sick cert which i don't really want to do, I would rather be back at my job but i have to be realalistic and know i can't do my job just yet, I am not fit enough yet and I still have 4 more chemos to go before I know if my tumours have settled down again and remission for the second time is on the menu. Last time I only managed 5 months back at work and it didn't take very long before I was punched in the head and face but that is the joys of being a bouncer!!!! Sitting there in my bosses flat with a bucket of tea, I was informed on what has been going on, they always keep me informed, which is nice and they keep telling me to hurry up and get my butt back to work, Oh I wish but knowing my job is still there waiting for me is great, it gives me something else to look forward too. So later on today when happiness on a stick aka kev gets out of bed from working all night, we shall take the crazy dog out and we have to pick sloes, which are now ripe to add to the two bottles of gin I have here (Hic!!!!) then we are out for a meal and some very nice Cornish mead wine and then I shall take myself up the club for a boogie and a good laugh and then finally crawl home at about 5 am. I won't be much good tomorrow but what the hell!!!! Love and hugs to those that want them....Carol xx
I am not dying of cancer, I am living with it
