Day 150- Sunday
Can you believe it is day 150
already! Time really does fly when you are having fun!!!
My phone changes time in the night
and the alarm wakes us an hour early. Annoying! Decide to make use of the early
start with a bath, facemask, body exfoliation and hair mask. Why I bother with
any of these things I do not know. The facemask brings me out in a few spots,
the body exfoliation makes my chest rash worse and the hair mask, although it
softens my hair, just makes it look even limper! Add my steroid moon face, my untoned
flabby tummy and you have a very pretty picture. But at least my nails are
growing well!!! Through the whole chemo process my nails seem to be
flourishing! Staying long and strong I think they are taking any goodness from
the rest of my body!
Take Malika to the vets and her
bandage is removed but she has to keep the cone on for another week. In fact
she is given a bigger cone as she cleverly manages to lick her paw with the
first cone. Whilst waiting to see the vet we meet Buddy's sister! She is
identical to him just slightly fatter and shorter. She has been adopted by a
family with kids and it is so nice to know she is happy. When I go to stroke
her she does the snarly lip like Buddy used to so a family habit not one taught
to him by naughty Malika after all!
Pop to Spinney's with Matt and again
it tires me out. Come home to watch Avatar and I come over all sick. Have to
rest on the couch for a few hours and doesn't bode well for our visitors.
I make dinner tonight for
everyone-fajitas and nachos. Have to do the food prep sitting down but I manage
it all on my own and it tastes good. Gives mum a break as she is still
struggling with the shoulder. It is moving a little better and she has been
able to do slightly more today but still not good. Her and Holly are off to
their hotel apartment tomorrow ready to make space in our house.
The weather has cooled so I think a
walk is called for and then bed with a magazine.
Today's quote- ' You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which
you really stop to look fear in the face. You must do the thing which you think
you cannot do'.
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