Hi!
I feel like it’s time to change the record. Thank you, my lovely friends, for the sympathy, the laughs and the silliness in the bad news discussion. But it’s time! I’ve got the green light from the consultant to go home. Onwards and upwards.
The next steps for me are managing the transition in the pain control and getting some R&R. I expect a phone call from my consultant oncologist today to talk about a course of palliative chemo. It’s not something I’m looking forward to but if she believes it will bring more good than harm I’ll go with it.
I’ll stop now. I’m very tired and poking thud tiny little phone keyboard is doing my head in
My love to you all. I wish you peace and comfort
xx
Hi anndanv and all my fellow incorrigibles,
That truly felt like a day of rest and recuperation. My little sister and I spent the day alternating sewing with sitting in the garden. We had the odd interlude for eating chocolate and delicious fruit. All with some lovely classical music on in the background, either radio three or what I pulled off the CD rack.
Thus passed a day in which we managed to produce breakfast, lunch and dinner, a very beautiful wraparound skirt and a pair of wild yellow shorts. There was no TV and instead we watched the very first of my glorious orange poppies burst out of its bud. It’s almost too bright to look at. I’ll post a pic in the gardening thread when I’m done here.
Come bedtime my sister remarked on how much better I looked than the previous day. After a day like that, you can blame me?
To make you smile. From yesterday. As you can see, I am sleeping in two hour stretches. It’s the steroids. X
After working that out, my brain is tired so I think I can get back to sleep now 
Tvman xx
