Wake up at half past six this morning and then return to sleep till ten o’clock when I watch Today At Wimbledon with Mum.
Have lunch, meditate 🧘♀️ and sleep. Wake up and watch Nick Kyrgios win his match. Then start watching Britain’s Katie Boulter against the second-seeded Aryna Sabalenka. Katie is playing So Well.
Am back in bed now with my nurse. He’s allowed his dried food again at long last so have been feeding that to him today. Now he is stretching out across the bottom of my bed, so am curled up in the top section of bed.
Tomorrow I’m looking forward to training with my lovely trainer, Pilates and Barre instructor.
Right, must just post my Tarot card of the Day and then have my pre-sleep-sleep which is my favourite sleep due to the presence of my fluffy nurse.
Happy Wednesday everyone!
*2019. By London Lovett. A Port Danby cozy mystery series, Book 10.
Sorry about the lack of blog yesterday: it was a Very Tired Day where I was in bed with Fluffball from about 5.45pm. Earlier in the day I managed Pilates and then had Astrology Course all day – except for my sleep.
Today I wake up at half past eight, having slept from about six o’clock the previous evening. We change my bed and put some clothes away. Go back to bed after breakfast and. wake up at about half past nine for mid-morning snack.
At 11.55am feed Fluffball and make self a goat cheese and pesto toasted sandwich 🥪 which I have with watercress.
I just want it to be the right weather to wear my white jeans: not cold and rainy like now or too hot. Say 21-23 degrees.
Go back to sleep and wake up for call with brother in Abroad. Then speak to Ben about his new kitten and see her on FaceTime. She is so pretty: half Ragdoll like Fluffball and with a wide, long haired face. Looks like she’s going to be a fluffy one.
Am just scribbling this before Tarot Card of the Day which I also didn’t have time to do yesterday.
Fluffball is sleeping out in the hall, which you can tell by the brown sofa. He is such a precious angel.
Wake up at seven o’clock. Have breakfast. Return to sleep till half past nine.
Visit oncologist. We are stopping chemo as it has made me too ill to continue with it. This is a relief.
There is a possibility that I may be suitable for a new hormone treatment. Must have a blood test to decide this. Please send thoughts and prayers that I will be able to have this treatment.
I go out near the end of the appointment so Mum can talk to oncologist on her own for a bit.
Have lunch and meditate and sleep. Wake up and Mum’s Bridge ♥️ ♦️ friends are here, so I sit with them outside – it’s warmer today and not raining – and have my snack. They leave at 4.40pm or so and then it’s time for my supper.
After supper: go to bed 🛌 and my nurse is already in position. He is grooming himself.
Having now finished grooming himself: he is sleeping: the most precious angel 😇.
Am looking forward to Pilates tomorrow and to feeling better as the chemo side effects wear off.
Happy Thursday everyone!
*2019. By Karen Rose Smith. A Daisy’s Tea Garden mystery, book 3.
Wake up at seven thirty after going to sleep at six o’clock last night.
Go for a walk with Mum up to the house martins’ house. We stand in front of the nests and it’s a magical experience: the little birds swoop and dive all around us and we can hear the chicks chirping in their mud nests under the beams.
Katie from the synagogue comes for her every-two-weeks visit: it is so good to see her.
Then Dad takes me to visit my darling cousin and her new very pretty baby:
It is great to see her enjoying motherhood and being so happy and relaxed.
We have a tour around her lovely new house too.
Return for lunch and sleep. Don’t manage to sleep for that long. Have bath 🛁 and then have supper in the garden in the sunshine.
Fluffball comes in and sucks up a fur ball. Then he has his supper. Now he’s come in to look after me. I’m so lucky to have my precious boy: we really did think we’d lost him forever, back in October. Thank G-d we found him 🥰.
Happy Wednesday everyone!
*2013. By Anne Cleeves. Book Six in the Inspector Ramsey mystery novel series.
Sorry for the lack of blog yesterday but was asleep almost all day. Manage Barre and blood 🩸 tests at the hospital 🏥 but then Fluffball sat on my bed and stared at me until I got in: which he’s just done now:
Yesterday: Sleep from twelve o’clock in the afternoon until three, then out of bed 🛌 for snack, back into bed, out of bed at five o’clock for supper and then bath 🛁 and back into bed for my pre-night-time sleep.
The cancer hospital 🏥 phones. My platelets are still low: down from fifty seven last week to fifty two this week. Am disappointed to be missing another week of chemo, but at the same time relieved to have an explanation for the extreme exhaustion.
Mum asks if I can have a platelet transfusion but apparently I’m not allowed until platelets are below twenty five.
At nine o’clock – after nine hours of nursing me – Fluffball goes to tell Mum that I need my pills. Then he goes off duty for the night and I sleep till six o’clock this morning.
Wake up feeling a lot better. My Macmillan nurse 👩⚕️ visits and we sit in the garden. The weather has turned very cold: about sixteen degrees now but far colder this morning when I’m sitting outside in trousers, a cashmere cardigan and a sports jacket. It is good to have someone who cares with whom to talk.
Pilates is good this morning. It’s just three of us, all advanced, so it’s a difficult class which I enjoy.
Speak to a couple of friends. Despite everything, feel cheerful. It’s a rubbish situation where I’m too ill to have my treatment because the treatment itself makes me so ill.
On the plus side: my adopted rhino 🦏 in Kenya has just fathered his fifth calf. The garden is full of baby starlings: I counted seven. And I have the best and fluffiest nurse in the world.
In other positive news: I’m meeting a very special person tomorrow: my darling cousin’s baby. Can’t wait to see her.
England 🏴 are playing the Czech Republic 🇨🇿 tonight but I’ll be asleep by then. Wimbledon very soon and fingers crossed 🤞 for one more title for Roger. That would cheer everyone up.
Happy Tuesday everyone!
*2018. By Joe Ide. An Isiah Quintabe murder mystery novel, book three.
Wake up and have breakfast at six o’clock and then fall back to sleep until seven thirty. Yesterday late afternoon I slept from six o’clock till nine twenty when Mum arrived to give my pills.
It’s cold and rainy today. Whilst I’m doing my Personal Training at ten thirty, Mum sneaks out and attends the garden centre without me.
The colour scheme in the wall is black petunias and pink geraniums. It looks very striking. Photos coming soon.
Have lunch in the garden in a break between rain 🌧 showers. Meditate 🧘♀️ and sleep for not-long-enough.
Watch Andy’s second round match with Mum. He doesn’t appear to be in pain, which is good, but Berrettini beats him easily. The commentators say that he is making a lot of errors due to lack of match play. He may well do Eastbourne before Wimbledon.
Looks like it’s Full Steam Ahead with the Memoir, which agent and her assistant love. She thinks a good cover photo would be Fluffball and me, so am going to get up tomorrow and ask Dad to take some pictures.
Now I have to pull my Tarot Card of the Day and write it up.
Happy Thursday everyone!
*2019. By Miranda Brickett. Book Five in The Prarie Crocus Cozy Mystery series.