Thursday after one day of having all the kids back at school, it was Lara's turn to be 'ill' - I am not sure she was as poorly as the boys to be honest, but I just didn't have any fight in me this week, so sent her back to bed and told her to try and stay away from me as much as possible, not wanting to be cruel but Mummy could get it far worse as I am on chemo this week. She didn't really get the hang of staying in her room (which she doesn't have a problem with on a weekend!), kept creeping down to give the dogs a cuddle etc. Jack and Sean coughed their way to school around 8am and by just after 9am (tablets taken, aqua swishing around) I set off to Tesco's. Took me a bit longer today, felt like I was on a go slow, a disconnected day....really struggled to stay focused. Got the ingrediants for our usual Thursday night dinner before karate and managed to carry a small bag of IAMS home for Dexter as we had run out. Even longer walk home.....like in those dreams where the path seems to stretch for infinity......thats how the road felt for me, yet its only a 15 min walk!
Buttercup hasn't quite finished with me for the week, she is playing hide and seek....just sneaking up and saying BOO every now and again. I had felt quite cold on my trip out, slacks, long sleeve t-shirt and black gillet....gonna have to get out some of my pre-winter jackets sooner than I thought. Got 3 loads of laundry done and hung out as its pretty windy here in Essex. I then slouched on the sofa and watched Bones for an hour before washing up and having lunch with Lara. She went back upstairs for a bit but came down around 2.30pm and we started work on her Tudor homework, she is making a powerpoint presentation (I am sure she has used every type of animation possible in this....but its her project) before we knew it, Jack and Sean were home followed closely by Tony who had his cup of coffee ready and waiting (I am getting good at this....slippers next lol).
We ate early and then the boys left for karate, I stayed home. Wasn't feeling really bad but trying to cut down on my risk of infection (although Tesco's isn't exactly quiet when I go in). I took two Domperidon as the nausea was starting to strike and had a lovely long soak with lotsa bubbles (sorry Carol). The phone rang and it was Tony's dad, his parents never call but he wanted to know about connecting a laptop to a BT homehub that was being installed tomorrow - great electrician he is, computer expert NOT lol, he also asked all the right questions about my health (he means well but is very old school).
I ended up whooping Sean's butt at scrabble on Facebook before crawling into bed exhausted, Tony hates it when I go up early, says he feels guilty staying downstairs....but I tell him not to be silly, that I have to sleep when tired or risk running out of steam completely. He still came up within 10mins of me though LOL
As soon as I got in bed I could feel the acid indegestion rising....not sure if its the amount of garlic I had earlier or the steroids.........or both but I went downstairs and had a glass of milk and a tablet....back to bed and soon asleep......one more day left of this cycle...THANK GAWD FOR THAT!
Thought for today:
Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter.
Carol Bishop Hipps
