I have been living in the third bedroom, and like most English houses the third bedroom tends to be on the small side. Niece Kimberley moved into her own flat with her boyfriend Chris a couple of months ago, so it was decided I would move into her old bedroom which was a much bigger double room. The old room was to be polite in need of a bit of TLC, I didn't expect Russ or Tracy to do it even though they wanted to, I physically cant do it so I advertised for a handy man to do it. I picked a winner straight away, he turned up on time to give me a quote and straight away I could tell that this guy was a good un. He started on a Tuesday morning and was finished early Friday morning. The room was re painted, new wall paper on one wall a new light fitted and new carpet and underlay. I chose the new furniture and bed and they were delivered on Friday as promised. Tracy chose the light fitting, the wallpaper and curtains plus the bedding, there was no chance of me getting that right.
The room looks and is superb and I am loving it.
The three doggies all love it too although Bombo is the only one who can jump up on the bed.
Sunday was another cracking day so we decided to go and watch Kimberley show jumping. We left a bit late and got stuck behind a tractor for 10 minutes plus took a wrong turn as we got close to our destination. The result was we just about spotted her doing her round, she clipped a post anyway so jumping wise it was all over.
It was a huge show with loads of stalls selling horsey and other stuff, one of the stalls sold hats, I have been after a wax hat for ages to match my waxed Belstaff jacket. The first one I tried on the sales lady said was very popular with the ladies...whoops. The second one was just perfect and even the colour matched. They also sold good quality straw hats so I bought one of them, I need to protect my head from the English sun plus it is the ultimate accessory to go on the rear parcel shelf of the Jag.
Monday was my big scan day at Charing Cross hospital plus I had an appointment to see the neurosurgeon in the evening as my head was starting to cave in !!
First up was an MRI scan with dye. They had to fit a canula to inject the dye, it took a lot longer than normal as my veins are a bit buggered after having so many needles and was actually a bit painful.
I'm used to the MRI scanners now but still find it such a primitive machine and cannot believe that they cant make one that is just a bit quieter and doesn't vibrate so much. I can see why some people have to be sedated before having one. I actually sleep when I'm in the thing which is about 30 mins. Straight after I had a CT scan but they couldn't get the dye through the canula. I had to have another canula fitted, after four attempts and two different nurses they got one in, my arms were like a bloody war zone.
Next up was a quick visit to the oncology wing where they took my blood in anticipation of chemo next Friday. Next Friday morning at 10.00 am I have a meting with my oncologist who will give me the scan results and will decide whether we go ahead with chemo that day.
I really dont know what the results are going to be and I am certainly not getting my hopes up, I know I cant be cured but am hoping to get a bit more than the 9 months to a year scenario!! I have noticed a few more little pains starting under my ribs and also a bit of a back ache so whether the little bastard is starting to spread who knows. Apart from that I have been feeling pretty good. I am eating much better, the sore throat has finally gone. My biggest problem at the moment is extreme tiredness which is OK cos I just sleep, and in my lovely new bed its very very easy to sleep.
I headed back to Milton Keynes via the tube and train and was home by 17.00, I then jumped into the car and drove to Harpenden to meet the Neurosurgeon who removed my brain tumour back in December. As I mentioned earlier my head was starting to cave in around the site where the tumour was removed.
He is a lovely man and quickly assured me that all was OK and it was just the skull and plate adjusting , as the tumour had gone and the brain was no longer swollen it was just filling the gaps so to speak. It was also made worse by the fact that post op I had the bad infection that made a bit of a mess of my skull so that also contributed to the dent! All in all he thought I looked great and as he was in the loop with my chemo and treatment etc thought I was doing very well considering all the bloody awful side effect I have been having.
Today was a day of rest where I did very little apart from walking the dogs around the lake with Kimberley and chilin in general.