Since I last posted I’ve had an owie - and that’s putting it mildly. The pain in my side, possibly caused by cancer in the ribs, went ape shit crazy and I went in to orbit. I have never known pain like it (although admittedly I’ve not had children). On Saturday I was admitted to hospital and, much to my joy, they sorted out decent pain relief. I was discharged the following day and since then things have been much better. I have developed side-effects from the chemo, nose bleeds and a need to rush to the loo at short notice (too much info?), but these are as nothing compared to the pain I was experiencing. Here’s hoping my assortment of pain killers continue to do the trick.
This weekend, in the blazing heat (yes, summer has finally arrived here in the UK), my friend and fellow curly-head Julie is running in a Race for Life, with all money raised going to Cancer Research. What’s more she’s going to be running with my name on her back and, race organisers permitting, also a selection of choice swear words. If anyone has spare cash (unlikely as that is in these straightened times) she can be sponsored by clicking here.
Cyril (the three-legged monster cat) continues to shoot in and out of his cat tunnel at all times of the day and night, coming home covered in dirt. Here’s a picture of him embarrassing me by lounging around on my next-door neighbour’s garden table. Kids eh!