I have had such a busy week and, now my period has arrived I feel half dead.
I am having another 2 week staycation over the holidays, so have been cooking like Jamie Oliver on speed to fill up my freezer so that I can have a break from making meals over Christmas. If I do need surgery to remove my ovarian cyst and it’s going to be several weeks before I can lift so much as a pan I’ve decided to buy a large freezer to go in my outside shed and stock it up before I go into hospital – it’ll be cheaper than hiring a home carer to cook for me every day!
I’ve already received my initial appointment for gynaecology – it’s on 30th December. I knew I’d be seen quickly as non-functional cysts can be cancerous and any case of suspected cancer is always seen within 2 weeks, but I still didn’t think it would be over Christmas. I’m now worried when I wasn’t before!
I had a nice night on Weds as it was my Camera Club Christmas social. We all had to take some food for a buffet, which was great as I could make food I knew I could eat and just stick to that without fear I’d eat something I shouldn’t and pass out. No club now for a couple of weeks and I’ll miss it.
Had a bit of a shock today. My Dad was bitten by a dog 😦 Every Christmas the Lion’s Club of Great Britain charity collect Christmas cards in boxes around town and deliver them for half the price a stamp would cost, and my Dad is a Lions volunteer. He entered a garden this afternoon to put some cards through a letter box and was attacked by a large lurcher-type dog who bit his arm and punctured the skin. My Mum made him go up to A&E, where the wound was dressed and he was given a prophylactic course of antibiotics (luckily his tetanus is up to date). He’s filling in some forms tomorrow at the Lion’s Club who will then inform the police as new laws were introduced in 2014 which made dog attacks on private premises illegal to protect people like posties and delivery men.
As I said in my last post, my tiny Utility room is now finished hurrrah! Thought you might like to see the before and after shots – it’s very girlie and country cottagey, but then I am a girl and it is a country cottage, so that’s OK then 😉
Getting all the old tiles off the sink and back walls was a nightmare and trying to find a suitable top to put back on the sink took several weeks, but I’m chuffed with the marble:
If I’m being honest, the entire room needs to be gutted and started from scratch but I’m too ill to do it myself and can’t afford to get anyone in to do it, so it’ll have to stay like this until I either die or sell up!
I don’t know if any of you remember, but last Christmas I had a knock on the door and some guy I’d briefly chatted to while out walking my dog was stood on the doorstep. He was there to ask me out! I have zero romantic feelings for him and to make matters worse he’s an energy vampire – the man can talk, and talk, and talk, and talk some more. Ten minutes in his company and I’m on the verge of collapse, so I politely explained I wasn’t well and wasn’t up to dating anyone. To cut a long story short a year later he’s still trying. I’m now at the point where I want to just tell him to get lost. Why don’t men understand that if a girl is interested she would crawl over hot coals to date them. If she says no, repeatedly, then she’d probably rather crawl over hot coals than date them 😉 This happens to me a fair bit – men get obsessed with me and won’t give up. What they don’t understand is that they like the idea they have of me in their heads – my actual self, and the way I have to live, would have them running for the hills!
Looking forward to meeting my best mate Sunday afternoon for lunch out at a combined veggie/gluten-free cafe. After slaving over a hot stove for days on end it’ll be gorgeous to have someone else make me a meal for a change 🙂