I managed to get some things done yesterday, which was good but couldn't face the Vindaloo or the Brandy, so off to bed I went armed with a bucket of green tea and my Band of Brothers DVDs. This morning I woke at 6.30 and quietly went to the bathroom (Didn't want to wake the other half or the dog, they sleep in a different room to me, because they both snore and fart all night, I can't cope with that guys!!!!!) I was feeling quiet light on my feet and thought 'Oh I must be getting better', then I looked down and saw that Henry, my stoma bag was blown up like a balloon and I was ready to float away!!!!! ( I am so good at sharing these wonderful facts with my friends on here!) So after having a wash and cleaning my teeth, I floated back to my room to deflate myself, then it was time to decide what hair I would ware today, um blonde me thinks, I got myself dressed and went downstairs to put the kettle on and took my chemo tablet, yuk, I would rather have a piece of toast for breakfast! I am now thinking about what I shall do today, the sun is trying to come out here in windy Cornwall, I know I have to check to see if the bags of mint and camphor oil has stopped the mice from getting in my greenhouse and eating my seedling, bloody things and have to check my veg are still growing well and that the slugs haven't been having a feast, mind you I have loads of frogs and toads in my garden, they should be having a feast on the veggie munchers for me, so no slug pellets to be found in my garden! Right there is movement from lumpy aka Kev aka my wig stand, so I had better go a make him a coffee and let Floyd and Buster out (my two blue and gold macaws) so that they can continue to eat the rest of the tongue and groove I had in the bird room!!!! Love and hugs to all that want them as always....Carol the slightly mad Kezzerbird xxxxx
