mally's blog

My nice, 85-year old mum-in law rang up whilst I was trying to chat tonight. She was a bit upset because there was such a strange programme on TV - just a screenful of writing though there should have been a different programme on. Did we have the same? No, we didn't. She was sitting on the remote control and had turned teletext on. There's hope for me yet.

I think I am made of friends Their lives have touched my life, Changed and shaped it, Coloured and warmed it. They have given me their words and thoughts to fly with, To make my own. I cannot lose them, Nor ever forget them, Because I am made of friends. ....and may you have a wonderful celebration on Friday, Northern lass! With many more to come!

I feel like having a rant! It annoys me no end that you're not allowed to forget your status - or in this case, my husband's status. How helpful is it when, at the weekly doctor's appointment before chemotherapy, the nice woman doctor inquires what my husband has been doing, then says, 'well, you have to make good use of the time we're gaining for you'. They are gaining? I keep getting the feeling they want to have you…

Well, now it's my turn to blog. I just have to get rid of these feelings somewhere!! Markus went for a check up today, as they told us he should a couple of months ago. The first contact should have warned us - in fact, it did. The good woman at reception was expecting us, but wanted the transfer slip saying what examinations Markus should have. Well, we hadn't been given one. She didn't believe me and said so. Blood…