Morning my lovelies,
Nothing spectacular has happened since my "craniversary", Jack has had his mock results and I am pleased to say he achieved his target or better in all subjects except Phys Ed. Annoying really as he is expected to do well in that, having been a blackbelt since the age of 11 and at things he likes - circuit training, trampolining, badminton.....he gets top marks but football and rugger aren't so good. Whats let him down is the PE Theory - apparently the lesson is 'well boring' LOL I'll let him off that one as he keeps telling me, "I am going down the academic route Mum, not the sporting". He wants to do A Level Business Studies, Media Studies and Sociology at Sixth Form.
Yesterday I went to visit somone I used to work with on the customer service desk of Tesco's - yes I worked there, twice since having kids. I have been in the cash office, fish/deli counter, checkouts and CS Desk. Anyways, during the heavy snow Sheila decided to walk to work and not risk taking the car...well she fell.....only a short way from the store. She said as she lay in the snow, people just walked on by! I can't believe it. Poor woman had broken her ankle - badly and ended up having an operation to fix it and plate it back together. Well she is a very active lady and its driving her nuts being off her pins. Sheila comes from Enfield and shoots straight from the hip, however if she likes you, you have a goodun in your corner. We chatted for hours and laughed so much talking about hospitals and how crap our local one is!
Today, not such a good day planned. After this blog I am going to have a long luxurious soak in the bath to relax me and kill time. Today is scan day!!!!!! I have my first MRI since finishing treatment and the first one since August 2nd. The scan itself doesn't bother me as such - I was told at the beginning of this journey I would be scanned every 3 months for the rest of my life - so I better bloody get used it eh. It's why I am having it done, if you catch my drift. I feel fine, so everything should be ok right.........well we all know thats NOT how it works! Feeling fine isn't an accurate indicator of whats happening inside.
To make matters worse, my last experience of having the contrast (gandolinium) pumped in was NOT GOOD. They just could not get a vein up (however, they would NOT listen to me and use my right arm....no they knew better apparently)......it ended up with a nurse telling me it was going to hurt but I MUST NOT MOVE as she held the needle in a vein in the back of my left hand and the radiographer pumped the contrast in.
She wasn't lying - it FREAKIN HURT alright, but as I was already laying on the scanner table and had that stupid head contraption on....where was I gonna move to? Captive audience springs to mind. My hand bruised like a goodun and I couldn't apply any pressure while holding a fork, so eating was fun for a few days!
So, the person everyone says "oh you're so brave" to, bloomin well isn't - I am a cowardy custard, I hate pain....I had my ears pierced and that was enough, no more piercings, no tattoo's........nadaaaaaaa
So as you can see, I am already getting myself into a lather over the impending scan - which is scheduled for 5pm this afternoon.....great, got to get to Romford in rush hour traffic which won't elevate mine or my chauffeurs (Tony) stress levels will it LOL
I will remember Kate to ask for the black needle - although the hospital staff I meet rarely like being asked specifically for things - I think they take it that we know better than them and proceed to try and prove us wrong.....but we'll see!
I would appreciate some positive vibes from my old mates in Macland, for good veins and a good result - which I won't get till Feb 12th. My poor family will have to endure my b*tch of a mood for a bit longer alas.
Just felt like seeing some summer colour in amongst the dull weather we have been experience - so its a BEE!!!!!!!!
Thought for today:
Happiness is not in our circumstances, but in ourselves. It is not something we see, like a rainbow, or feel, like the heat of a fire. Happiness is something we are.
John B Sheerin
