Too tired

Too tired... Will blog tomorrow xx

Its now tomorrow, on Thursday I went into work in the morning then came home again at lunchtime. To rest. 

Snore

I needed a day off work to recover and to get some more energy. I spent the day in bed catching up on some rest. I think that I had gone back to work a little too early as I was still signed off by the doctor, but felt that I was up to it... clearly, I was wrong!

Emma took the children to school and Mum and Dad picked them up and took them home for tea, which gave me time to rest at my worst hour; 4-5pm.

Sleep is at the top of my list of places I'd like to go back to

Tired = Low

OK, so I got up at 8am and was ready to leave for school at 8.30! I am soooo tired. I am so lucky that the twins can get themselves up, dressed, washed and make breakfast without too much supervision. 

Another short staffed busy day at work. Wow, it's tiring. On leaving work I picked up the kids and had to go straight to bed. I called Tommy to come home as I just could not cope through complete exhaustion. Deb picked up Becs to take to Brownies, and Tommy was home in time to take Oscar to Cubs, do a Tesco shop then pick Becs up from Brownies then Oscar from Cubs.

I felt very low this evening.... I think that going back to work early has worn me out, and I feel guilty that I have no time for the kids when we get home.

A tearful evening... think I need to speak to the Macmillan nurses. I feel lost, now that my treatment has finished, I feel that I need a bit more closure.

Whoever invented knock knock jokes
should get a no-bel prize

Back to Work

32000 hits to my blog.... thank you

Work.

Well, today I returned to work. I still use my special parking place at the Castle. It was good to be back (and good that I was back, as we were short staffed today).

After picking up the twins I was absolutely exhausted and went straight to bed. Tommy came home to take them to the swimming lesson. Then worked in the evening. 

I am now awaiting an appointment date in March for a scan on my lung, just to check that the breast cancer has not gone there and that the previous shadow has now gone.

I need a job sleeping
with lots of overtime

Pie-Eyed

Fig. 1 PIE.

A mad rush catching up on everything ready for going back to work tomorrow. Oscar went out for the day on a Cub event, Tommy and Rebecca went on a bike ride. I made a chicken and leek..... (see fig. 1)

Tried to get a rest in again, 
but there was no time again. 

I am looking forward to going back to work, but am worried about the tiredness.

I may be a schizophrenic 
but at least I have each other

Still tired in the afternoon

Yesterday I spent the day trying to ignore my ironing and doing some retail therapy... nothing. Its always the way!

This morning Tommy took Oscar to his football match, quarter finals. Rebecca and I went up to see the match. It went to a penalty shoot-out, we won! 

Went for a sleep in the afternoon. Cuz Tim came round. Lorna returned some ironing, Loz popped round. Oscar went for a sleep over, Rebecca made a camp.... and slept in it.

Indian take-away for us.

I really am not sure about my hair colour.

Do I have an eating Disrder?
I like to have my pudding 1st, then my starter, then my main

I Do Have my Moments

Right, now I don't want anyone worrying but I thought I would share this poem with you which I wrote back in early February. I now have stopped the early evening depressions and am feeling a lot brighter, so now feel ready to share it with you all.

As I lie each night on my side in bed

The reality and thoughts go through my head.

The wet silent tears run down my face

Changing the colour of my pillowcase.

I so try to keep my sobs at bay

But my snotty sniffs are a sure give away

This hurt and pain that I try to hide

Have obviously been all pent up inside. 

Theres been more ups than downs within this sentence

But at times like this I just vent my vengeance

For most of the time I really have been coping

And despise myself for all this self-sorry moping.

I really can feel so much love and support

Which has taken me further than I'd ever thought

The flowers, the gifts, cards, ironing and cooking

Have carried me forward without even looking.