Probably because I don't know how!  Give me a clue what to do. Caz

Hi Carol,

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Thanks for that. . I will try it tomorrow.   Carol

Learn something new every day. If you click on the reply button to this post that will give you a start.

So I now know how to use the followed threads!  Pity no one told me weeks ago!!  Anyway the infection is taking its toll and hubby is not on the same planet as me!  We get in the car and his walking stick has gone missing from the four foot from front door to car door.  What have you done with it, me I didn't have it, backs to specs situation again.  We both look around the car, no sign, climb back out and lo and behold it's on the top of the hedge nestling safely in the pretty pink flowers!   Back home, handed key for front door, don't need it because he hasn't locked it, fortunately we have not been burgled!!  I'll take you to town he says but I can see my life flashing before me and decline the offer. Let's wait until the antibiotics kick in. We stay safely in the house and he sleeps the afternoon away.  

Hubby is not doing well with this infection and is not up to much or interested in anything.  My best friend has gone to Tenerife and we hug before she goes, she has been my rock over the last five months and I shall miss her dearly.  My younger daughter calls, she, son in law and my Harry are off to Greece for their hols and she promises that when Dad is better they want to send us a way for a break.   I don't tell her he has another infection,  spoiling her happiness would be mean.  I wish them all a lovely time,  they have busy lives and deserve the break.   We have no choice but to stay put  and it is hard.  Anyway hubby decided he would get the hospital transport for his radiotherapy,   I say a little prayer of thanks, I think four weeks of his criticism of my driving might be the straw that broke the camel's back!! Curry for tea and some chilled wine, I will miss the Spanish thriller I have watched for the past four weeks! !

Hubby is not doing well with this infection and is not up to much or interested in anything.  My best friend has gone to Tenerife and we hug before she goes, she has been my rock over the last five months and I shall miss her dearly.  My younger daughter calls, she, son in law and my Harry are off to Greece for their hols and she promises that when Dad is better they want to send us a way for a break.   I don't tell her he has another infection,  spoiling her happiness would be mean.  I wish them all a lovely time,  they have busy lives and deserve the break.   We have no choice but to stay put  and it is hard.  Anyway hubby decided he would get the hospital transport for his radiotherapy,   I say a little prayer of thanks, I think four weeks of his criticism of my driving might be the straw that broke the camel's back!! Curry for tea and some chilled wine, I will miss the Spanish thriller I have watched for the past four weeks! !

Have a great time in  Austria , your hubby sounds great, I haven't seen anyone if they are ill! Spanish thriller finished last week,  will miss suspense until next series!  Carol

I am sat watching rubbish TV for a Saturday night and feeling sorry for myself when the phone rings and it's my older daughter saying can they come and stay before Dad starts radiotherapy.   Yes I say, it would be lovely to have other people here to cheer him up, especially our four year old granddaughter who is a bundle of mischief.   So more food and preparation ready for them arriving.  I have been  neglecting the house because hubby is in it so much!   He hates me hoovering around him and dusting under his nose, it's only when others are coming, you see the floating seeds that attach themselves to everything at this time of the year,  the cobwebs because we live near fields, and the dust from the now dry roads after all the rain.  So my hubby and I are looking forward to having some laughter and fun before the toll of the radiotherapy takes effect. 

I have been up since 8 am and have just sat down as I write this post,  I must have done the recommended steps today, daughter, grandson and granddaughter arriving tomorrow,  washing done, bathrooms cleaned, lawn mowed, shopping for food and window cleaner been as they were filthy after the roofers had been!!  I have made hubby go out for some fresh air as he has been nowhere for days, I know he is feeling rubbish and is worried about Thursday and radiotherapy but sometimes you get stuck in a rut and need a shove, so I have shoved him!  He is coughing more but it's difficult to know whether it's the cancer or the antibiotics drying his system up.  We don't even know if the tumour has shrunk  more, sInce the end of chemo we seem to have fallen off the radar.  Is that normal I ask myself or are we expecting too much from the NHS?  I am still angry that we had this cough checked out last September and despite all the television and radio adverts telling you to report a persistent cough it took six months before our surgery twigged that it was serious.  What is the point of knowledge if your GP ignores the rules?  I am drinking chilled wine whilst typing this, it is my treat at the end of a busy day,  but it has been worth it if the family cheer him up.  

Well hubby is not in a a good mood and he is determined to try and spoil my joy at everyone coming and I know that when they arrive he will be happy go lucky!   He has wound me up to such an extent that everything I planned to do has been left because my mind is concentrating on him.  I know he is scared about Thursday and I understand that, it must be terrifying knowing what is coming.  So hopefully they will be here soon and take the onus off me so that I can share the burden with someone else for a change!  I have bought lots of things for the children to do, little handbag from the charity shop for ELLA and a minecraft sticker book for Alfie, some new tennis balls and bat so they can whack them over the eight foot hedge, thank goodness for Boyes, it's so cheap I don't mind them losing them.  Wish me a lovely time!!.   

Well the family arrive and hubby instantly brightens up.  We decide not to disturb our sleeping arrangements and get the old cot mattress out for Ella and the black and white cow blanket as it has now been named and put it on the floor by my bed,  this means I am awoken at 5.45 am by a little one needing a wee!  She won't back to sleep so I end up downloadin bbc I player for kids so we don't wake the whole house up.  Mummy gets a lie in and by nine O'clock I have already done three hours of playing, feeding and stopping her arguing with her Brother over who has whose I pad!    We take off for the indoor play park with hubby in tow but the weather is terrible so everyone has had the same idea.  Hubby is looking in pain so we all load back into the car and go home for tea and cake! He is now getting worried about today and fears what's to come, so we are staying close today to be there for him when he comes back.  I'll let you know how it goes.

It must be terrifying knowing what is coming but not really knowing.  I admire all of you going through the trauma I know I would go quiet and clean like mad as it's a coping mechanism.  Thank you for the helpful comments.   Carol

We sit around all morning waiting for patient transport,  the tension is high and hubby says I just want it over and done with. Daughter and I try to calm him down but it's difficult,  transport arrives two hours later and we all wave him off as if he's going to war, which I suppose it is,  his own battle with cancer.  I stay home not knowing when he is coming back whilst the children go to the park.  He arrives home at 5 pm full of all that has happened,  it's a doddle, nothing to worry about, the machine has a picture of lovely woods and scenery so he can watch that,  all I have to do is moisturis him with cream.  The grandchildren are fascinated by Grandma rubbing cream into Grandad and spot his hairy chest!  As for myself,  it's a long time since I rubbed cream on him!!  We all seem more settled and Ella asks if they can stay longer, yes says Mummy, happiness all round!!

It's a beautiful day but we are stuck at home playing tea parties because today I have to take hubby for radiotherapy due to transport not being available on a Saturday!   Of course the time is bang in the middle of the day so everything is put on hold.  I promise the two children I will take them to the trampoline park to work off some energy.  We went to see the Nut Job yesterday (movie)  and giggle all the way through apart from the scary bit where I end up with a chocolate covered four year old on my knee because the little  girl was pulling heads off dollies! !  Off to Bella Italian,  where the grandson goes into teenager ,mode because he wants to go to  Pizza  Express, so he and Mummy have cross words!!  Anyway we arrive home late and I find a starving hubby trying to cook his own tea, we all feel guilty for neglecting him!! Fed and watered,  daughter and I settle down with a chilled glass of wine and Coronation Street.