Debs Daily Deliberations 102

Its another fine evening in Essex, Today started at 5.45am with Ollie needing a wee, the kids were on their first day of school holidays and Tony's alarm doesn't go off until 6.30am. So he trots back in from the garden, gets a treat for going doing the business and I lay on the sofa with the throws, he curls up next to me and is alseep within seconds. Me I just lay there till 6.30am with my eyes shut, once I am awake - thats it I rarely nod back off. I get Lara up at 7.45am because she has Summer School at the new scondary school she is starting in September. She tries ringing her friend to make arrangements but no answer.....I start to panic so wake big brother Sean up to take her. Just before they leave and after I make her packed lunch etc I check the letter to find out which entrance they have to go to - and at that point notice the date........ 27th July........ermmmmmm thats next week isn't it LOL Oops, you can imagine the ribbing and moaning I got from both kids!!!!!! Around 9am my new phone arrived by courier for my upgrade its a Sony C903, not particularly flash as the only thing I really like on a phone is a decent camera being a keen shutterbug. Get it out of the box, insert my old sim card and put the battery in....now how do I turn it on......nope I can't find the button like I have on my old K850i........Lara comes over and says "you press this one Mum" with the eyes rolled look. I can see this is going to be fun. I find that my phone has GPS and google maps, useful you say......well considering I am more likely to lose the phone putting it down somewhere and forgetting where I put it, rather than getting lost with my phone in hand!!!!!!!!! I speak to Kim my SNON who tells me that Emma my oncologist does not want me to bring the oral chemo treatment forward but continue to have another bloodtest this week and see her on the 31st July. As much as my platelets had recovered a fair bit last week, they can fluctuate and they are still not even within the "normal" levels yet. She told me that as important it is for me to have the chemo, my platelet level is more important. Who am I to argue with her and actually I don't feel that bad about it.......although not looking forward to another bloodtest, the well is running dry! Its my wedding anniversary on August 1st and had my chemo been brought forward, I would probably have slept the weekend through....this way Tony and I can go out to the organic farm restaurant for dinner and have a great evening. The following day Tony's karate club has its first grading and I will be able to attend and photograph the students for the website and newspaper article. They are having a small bbq after so it will be good to schmooze with the parents. The downside to the chemo delay is that I have my first MRI since brain surgery on Monday 3rd August, the same day I will be starting my chemo cycle......and as its all about sticking to the timetable, I will be popping my poison in the MRI waiting room! The beads also arrived for Lara's bracelet, they were all pink and very pretty. I made the bracelet up and presented it to her at lunchtime, telling her its for such good SATS results - I did well apparently....she loved it! After some domestic stuff....I start preparing dinner - Chilli Pork and Beef Meatballs in tomato sauce. All done and dusted by 3pm and ready to pop into the oven later.........washed up and cooker cleaned - OMG listen to me, I am turning into a housewife!!!!!!!!! Tony comes home just after 4pm and I have a coffee waiting, have sorted his anti-virus on his laptop......and printed off a spine label for a karate folder for one of his students, not only am I a housewife but a damn good secretary too, how on earth will I be able to return to work!!!!!!! Dinner was pretty bloody good (even tho I am blowing my own trumpet) and I have several muffin tops to prove it!! I wonder what Tuesday will bring..........a lie-in hopefully!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thought for today: There are two ways to slide easily through life: to believe everything or to doubt everything; both ways save us from thinking. Theodore Rubin