Well it is the start of the school holiday's which means I now have no option but to get my act together and get the house tidied, the ironing done and clothes put away! Well just typing that has used up all my energy.... so maybe I will start tomorrow! Joking aside, I am bone weary and feeling very low. I have accepted that cancer will always be part of my life.... and of course my death But I find myself thinking of the path the cancer will take. At the minute all is well, I can work, I am not in pain or discomfort so the nasty little thought creeps into my head "How long will before the cancer decides to spread further?" I can't talk to my husband, he is not well himself, and is dealing with his father's illness and I do not want to burden my children . I suppose I am paying the price for being the strong silent stoic who just gets on with things. Oh well, I really can't moan too much, I am still here, I am still relatively healthy, I am in a much better position than many of you on here ( I don't mean that big headed I mean in terms of health) Must pop myself in a big brown paper bag and shake some sense into myself! Or else I could try to do a double jointed job and kick myself up the backside. Oh and by the way the northwest will not be safe again on Sunday afternoons...my foot is healed and I can begin driving lessons again! Bolton and its environs is a no go area from 2.30 to 4.30....You have been warned!!!!
Take care all,
love Kathxx
