Hi dear blog family, I recently read somewhere that the rules of the blogosphere are to post everyday for one thing. This I would find incredibly difficult recently but because I know you all care and worry I am going to try and just post a little something more often, say two to three times per week. Even if it is just a few lines. I won't bother going into the other rules because to be honest I thought they were a little far fetched. Anyway a quick update here is that I had chemo yesterday, it wasn't bad at all. I got there and my gorgeous nurses had me a private bed in my own room so I was able to read my book in peace and managed to have a lovely sleep, I had a heartfelt chat with one of my favorite nurses, she cried, I cried - she's a mum too and it seems all professional objectivity flies out the window in the face of what I am going through. These women have worked with me for what is coming up for six years so they are entitled to feel something and you know what, it makes it so much nicer for me to be treated by women that care about me so much. I am even starting to believe my crusty old oncologist has a sneaking soft spot for me! Something I mentioned to him the day before chemo at an appointment I had with him was all around the chemo ward by the time I got there at 9.30am the following morning. It was only about me moving to the country and I didn't say to him whether I would be or wouldn't be I actually just wanted his opinion on the move, he was all for it, obviously really keen to have told the nurses that I was moving to the country. I think he was proud of me for trying to do the right thing by Jack even though I was nervous leaving behind what I have here at home. Anyway, we all had a giggle about it at chemo next morning when I looked so shocked that he had told them. Not that I wouldn't have, it was just such a surprise that he had taken the time to do so! A bit of a control freak I'm tipping!
So anyway my rather long drawn out point is this, the treatment was not bad at all and I believe that the love and care I am receiving whilst my body is drinking in the chemotherapy is helping to balance out the toxicity, so I am somehow coping better with it when I get home.
Another thing I wanted to mention to you is that I honestly wanted to have beautiful, handmade Christmas cards made, written on and sent out to you all in time for Christmas and I am just so sad that I haven't been able to do that. Honestly I sometimes wonder why I set the bar so high, had I just thought that I'd buy some cards and post those, I probably would have got it done and that would have been better than nothing but because I am a paper crafter (of sorts), it had to be perfect and therefore, which is so damn typical of perfectionists, we often don't get it done at all and end up upset and frustrated. Please don't take your lack of card or possible late card (I'm doing it again) as any reflection of how much I love and appreciate you and please believe me when I say how often I have thought about it and wanted to get it done but there are so many of you and I set the goal to high. I will type a post on wishing you all a Merry Christmas closer to the day and I'm afraid that will have to do this year. Then if I start making cards straight after this Christmas, I may just have next years ones done for you!!! Love to you all and more soon.