I’m going to do the Tarot For Growth March: I’ve enjoyed the February one so much.
Wake up and watch Rafa’s match from yesterday which he wins 6 – 2, 6 – 1.
Cuddle Fluffball and give him his second breakfast. Then he goes out in the rain.
Mum is upset as the rain makes her miss tennis. She’s out at a Bridge match now.
Work hard at Pilates even though my abs and glutes hurt from training yesterday.
Am brave at my intramuscular bum injections at the cancer hospital. They really hurt as I have such a muscular bottom.
Apparently the constant nausea is caused by fluid pressing against lungs which then compress stomach which is pushed up, squashing my oesophagus, making me feel sick. They give me some more Domperidone for the sickness.
Mood isn’t high which is good. Don’t want to be manic in hospital. Am looking forward to a rest and have art materials and will take my firestick 🔥.
Meditate and sleep. Now am off to see my doctor for the Zoladex injection that puts me into the menopause.
Am relieved to have a date for the operation: next Monday. Brother will be here: he’s coming tonight, and so he will be able to visit me in hospital 🏥.
Achieve a bath 🛀. Have more Neutrogena T-Gel to wash my itchy scalp. Unfortunately have thrush again so will ask doctor to prescribe something for that.
Am listening to darling Nick Drake.
Fluffball is sleeping on the piano 🎹 stool. He hasn’t been out much today as it’s been raining all day.
Happy Friday everyone!
*1971. By Nick Drake. Title song of 1971 album: Bryter Layter.