Day 179- Monday
Today is the opening party for
TKD! Mum and I are very excited for our afternoon out as mum hasn't been to the
shop and there is a lovely shop in the same mall that sells bits Mum and I
love- shabby chic!
Matt is still ill, not getting
better, so I go with him to the doctors. Worse place for me to be, in a doctors
waiting room, with my lowered immunity, but I sit still and don't touch
anything! The doctor reports that the ulcers on Matt's tonsils have got worse
and they want to do a blood test to rule out any nasty virus and he may need IV
antibiotics later.
Well the performance of the
blood test. I thought my brother was bad when he needed a cannula for the
colonoscopy- sweat, near fainting and near vomiting for those that don't remember!
By the way, when I skyped my brother last night he had another 'rash' on his
arm he wanted me to look at! I tell you, the men in my family! They need to
remember that I am the sick one! Anyway, back to Matt! Before the blood test he
sent me across the road to get him something to eat as he thought he was going
to faint. Fine, I come backed armed with sugar- a mountain dew and a mars bar.
I try to calm him before the procedure (the nurse thinks he is mad!) but
already he has gone yellow and sweaty. Eventually the blood is taken but only
after I have to be strict telling him to calm down and the practice manager
comes in to check if he needs to lie down as he doesn't look good!
Matt and I often comment that
it is just as well I have the cancer and not him as he couldn't cope, and today
was a fine example of that! There is no way he could manage with the big needle
being stuck in his chest for 2 days, whilst a chemical so strong that it will
burn your skin is administered by a nurse gowned head to toe so they aren't
contaminated! Rant over, I'm brave, Matt isn't! In all seriousness though
(religious thought coming up!) maybe only those that are strong enough to deal
with an illness are given one? Just a thought.
With wife duty over, and my
baby tucked up on the couch with a sandwich, mum and I head out for our day of
fun! TKD looks lovely, all decorated with bunting and a café from the mall have
donated the most gorgeous mini cup cakes and juices. Whilst mum gets measured I
have my nails painted for free! For those of you on facebook, there is the most
horrendous picture of me with the steroid moon face on full display! In the
process of trying to get yummy mummy 'K' to remove it! Although I may get a
copy and stick it on the fridge to stop me eating ever again! Yes, it is that
bad! Not that anything seems to be stopping my eating at the moment! Mum and I have
been on 'low GI' for this week. Now this is a sensible diet that stabilizes your
blood sugars and you are allowed to eat loads of things. In fact I have printed
us out a list- most fruits and veg, all 'brown/wholewheat' carbs, all meat fish
and diary, and even chocolate. Plenty of things to keep us full. But somehow we
have managed to cheat every day, with today being no exception! Being locked up
for a week, when I finally make it out all I want to do is eat cake or muffins
in a nice coffee shop! Today the mini cup cakes where so good I had to follow
them up with a slice of chocolate cake! At least I didn't eat a two person
portion like mum! Long story, but there was confusion over our order and they
thought we wanted carrot cake big enough for us both to share. After joking
about the size, and talks of bringing it home in a goodie bag, mum managed to
polish it off! Oh well the diet can always start tomorrow!
Anyway, back to TKD, and I had
a pleasant surprise in the bra department! Managed to leave with a smaller back
size and bigger cup size! Have to boast (!) that I am now, according to Natalie
the expert, a 30E!!! Can you believe it- sounds so impressive! Probably just
made up of cake but who cares! Until I was 21 I was as flat as an ironing board
so I still get excited by having boobs! So now if I can lose half a stone from
my arms, tummy, bum and thighs and keep my boobs I will be looking good in time
for my return to England. I fear that what will happen is, if I can ever get
round to doing the diet, I will lose my chest only!
We spend the rest of the
afternoon buying nail varnish- a set of pastel colours (yes, I am a sucker for
'sales' talk! Went in there for baby blue and came out with a set of 6 pastel
colours as they were 'reduced'. Matt always winds me up about this. Once, years
ago, we had a trial martial arts lesson. After the session, the marketing/sales
genius told us "you are in luck because for March only you can buy a
course of 6 for a reduced price in our special one-off March promotion". Well
this sounded great to me and I was willing to sign up immediately, even though I
had nearly died in the session, just to get the amazing March discount! Matt
later pointed out that they would say that every month to fool idiots like me! Fooled
I was! Nothing like getting a bargain, even if you don't need it!), and some
pictures for frames I have for the lounge. All in all a great afternoon and we
are out for hours.
On our return home, matt has
heard from the doctors. He doesn’t have a virus, it is definitely bacterial and
they want him to come straight in for IV antibiotics. Here we go again! I give
him the 'be brave' pep talk on the way there and he does better. There are no
tears, sweat or vomiting, just a little gasping and grimacing! He gets a teddy
bear plaster for being a brave boy! Hopefully this extra strong dose of
antibiotics works as he has been ill now for over a week.
Finish the evening with a
lovely beef casserole- I think mum's best achievement yet, and 'The Voice'. Perfect
end to a perfect day.
Today's quote- 'Don't count
every hour in the day, make every hour in the day count'. (This is going to be
my new life plan!)