Yesterday was a really good day. We went to a family silver wedding anniversary celebration at Signatures Restaurant in Conwy. Started with smoked salmon rissotto with parmesan flakes and chive oil, followed by slow braised welsh lamb served on a savoy cabbage, parsnip and tarragon mash, and a lovely selection of vegetables. Finished off with cinnamon creme brulee and a damson sorbet served on a shortbread bisuit. It was absolutely divine. If you live in this area or are visiting it's well worth a visit. They have a website where you can see the menus and download special offer vouchers. It's situated on a holiday park, a very posh holiday park, close to the golf club and conwy marina. Had lots of hugs and kisses, and 'you look marvellous' which made me feel even better. It was so nice to be able to go as I have missed so many celebrations and events over the past year. Thankfully my unpredictable bowel behaved itself!
Then last night, what a night I had. Went to bed at about 10.30 and nodded off quite quickly. I dreamt I met Tom Jones (now that's unusual) and then woke up at 1.30 so went on the laptop for 1/2 hour. I nodded back off to sleep and then dreamt I met Laurence Llewelyn-Bowen in his new soft furnishing shop. As I went in I said 'Good Morning' and he replied 'Good Morning Angela'. 'Oh how do you know my name?' I said and he replied 'I know ALL about you'. So who's been talking??
Today it's bloods and tomorrow IV chemo. Not looking forward to that as it hurts my veins. They're going to try a longer canula further up my arm to see if that helps. They assure me that it won't be any worse than the usual canula. So an exciting 6+ hours at the cancer centre tomorrow. A colleague will be there having her chemo tomorrow so at least I'll have someone to chat to. Sometimes it's like a doctor's waiting room with no-one saying a word. I usually have to start up a conversation as I'd go potty otherwise. Last time I even got a neck and shoulder massage from the red cross lady, so hopefully I'll get another one tomorrow.
Wishing all my MAc friends a really good day.
Angela x
FormerMember
Um! Tom Jones eh girl, I hope you didn't throw your knickers at him in your dream!!!!! When I go to the clinic I sit there in silence with loads of other people and wait for my stoma to let rip, that tends to break the ice! Hope all goes well with you treatment my lovely..........love Carol x
I'm not a real Tom Jones fan, but he is welsh so feel a little bit of loyalty. I'm pretty sure Laurence has welsh blood too. I would have preferred to have dreamt of George Clooney, so maybe tonight I'll have the pleasure!
Oh you are awful, when you let rip do you pretend it's not you? I would!!
