No More Mr Grey

Grey gone.

Could not lift my sleepy head from the pillow again. Sam took the children to school. Lorna came round to take me to the Caring Hair Studio, a specialist cancer patients charity, where I had my hair trimmed and coloured! 

I kind of miss the grey and feel this will take some getting used to. 

Bevs balls for dinner!

My biggest problem with the younger generation
is that I'm not in it

My Last Radiotherapy

Well, I should have had that rest yesterday. I was so tired this morning that I could not get up. The children went to school with Isobel. Deb picked me up for the last trip. The longest wait in the waiting room. On leaving I was handed a large folder full of notes, leaflets and another folder, informing me of what to expect in the future and how to carry on. (I'll read that later). After a bite of lunch home to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep. 

Bev popped round with some food for us and a freshly baked, still warm, lemon drizzle cake, mmmmm. Tommy bought me some flowers and did a lovely steak dinner to celebrate the end of the sentence. 

They said today that I will get even tireder next week and that the burning will intensify. 

Hairdressers tomorrow!

The only time I ever had a chip on my shoulder
was when I tried to pour the whole bowl into my mouth

Penultimate Procedure

Jo, school mum, twin mum

Today Jo picked me up and took me round the M25 (London Orbital) again to Mt V. We had to wait a little while in the waiting room. But were soon heading back to Hertford. I actually managed to stay awake today before picking up the kids. 

Last visit tomorrow!! Should I carry on daily with my Blog?? or is this it. I still have tests to do and then reconstruction around December time. But you guys must be getting bored of my mundane writings/rantings by now.

The first time I see a jogger smiling, I'll consider it

Souper!

Got a text first thing from chauffeur no. 13... too ill to drive me (you just can't get the staff these days)! Mum and Dad stepped in and took me to Mount Vernon. Whilst we were there I bumped into Amanda, who I had met in hospital at the QEII back in December when we were having our mastectomies. She was just starting her radiotherapy today.

Chauffeurs No. 13, 

Dad and Mum

Back to Mum and Dads for homemade soup, lovely soup and then home to bed, lovely bed (I hadn't slept the last couple of nights).

From M&D

I'm looking at my laughter lines and thinking ... what ever was that funny?

So tired, I'm going to pearces

We left Woodbridge at lunchtime as the children wanted to spend their birthday money on the way home... they each bought a laptop! 

Pearce's farm shop and cafe

I was sooooo tired but managed to cook the Sunday meal which we had purchased at the farm shop on the way home, when stopping for a coffee.

Back to radiotherapy tomorrow, start of week three.

You want 11 jokes about Wimbledon?
I think tennis enough

Suffolk Nights

31000 hits

Work called me to see if I could go in and help out today, but we were already going up to to see the grandparents in Suffolk for the twins birthday. 

We had a lovely. evening meal. I retired early as I was overtired. 

Worry causes hair loss
When the going gets tough
The tufts get going

Travelling in Style

The children went to play with Luke and Adam. Sue picked me up to take me to the hospital, in a Bentley, no less.  I felt like Lady Penelope. We stopped off at her local for lunch on the way home.

Picked the twins up from Helen's then took them to Bevs to play with Joseph. 

I slept peacefully for a few hours..... then....

6.30 Tommy arrived home, Julia and Leah arrived, Bev and family came to return Bex and Oz, and we all had a jolly, fun evening!

We had a quiet glass of wine
followed by 14 noisy ones