Stay Strong

I have a busy day and come home to my lovely neighbour mowing my back lawn.  I chastise him and say  I would have got round to it, he knew I was struggling and came in whilst I was out.  These kindnesses make my day.  I think hubby is not looking well and voice my concerns.   Nope he says he's fine but a little niggle tells me otherwise.   I get up this morning and he admits he's not good..  appointment at Doctors and he has another infection.  I am being picked up by a friend to go to Wynyard Hall and gardens, the day is glorious and she has the soft top down,we arrive and I look like Bridget Jones after her ride in an open top car!  We have home made cake and coffee and meander the beautiful gardens looking at the pumpkins, sweetcorn and variety of flowers.  I suddenly spot a flower that hubby and I keep seeing  on our drives and it's driving him insane not knowing its name.  A lady hears us talking, takes a photo, Googles it and walks back to tell me, it's  called the common tansy. People are so thoughtful and kind!  Back home hubby laughs at the state of my hair, saying I look like I have been pulled through a hedge backwards,  charming!!  I tell him the plants name, lovely he says and promptly falls asleep on his sheepskin in the sunny conservatory.   Hopefully the antibiotics will kick in soon, I want my normal hubby back.

  • I'm having major problems signing in at the moment and nearly gave up tonight.   Last night I went to get a drink and hubby said he felt weird and dizzy.  Things like this worm into my brain and I immediately think of the worse case scenario .  He seems better this morning and has gone for a ride out.  I get lost picking Jean up and go past a guy mowing the lawn three times, so I hop out of the car to ask the way, oh he says I thought you were just posing in your bright red beetle, we laugh even more when it turns out she lives behind his house!  So Teesside Park beckons but neither of us buy anything as we chat about the Isle of White where she has been for six weeks,  one week would be nice I say.  I drop her home, I have a rattle on my car so head for Lookers, the road is shut so I follow the diversion but end up lost in a housing estate and can't find my way out.  So I see an old lady walking her dog and stop. She tells me even the bus drivers have got lost and points me in the right direction,  can I pop in for a cup of tea if I'm still trapped I ask her and she laughs.  Obviously I'm finally back home and a vodka and lime is calling,  stress does that to you

  • We have to go all round the houses to get to town, but I have stuff to take back to M & S and they completely close in Darlington next weekend.  Mary and I meet and she's not suffering from our exercise class so it's on for next week.  Joe now has to have electric shocks and nerves burnt in his back, not much fun she says.  Hubby and I have some lunch and he turns the new chair round and it makes a horrible noise that shoots through my poorly head.  He pulls a face at me and sys it's not that bad, he gets a verbal onslaught back as this is the ONLY health problem for me and it's painful.  God forbid there's anything wrong with me I say and I can see he's trying to gauge if I'm joking or not. I'm not!  Every day I listen to complaints about his toe, his heel, his leg his painful wrists, I've even cut his dinner up for him and what do I get back in sympathy,  nothing.  So he's cooked his goose today and if he wants feeding he can bloody well go to the fish shop!!  Off to have a calming glass of wine now.xz

  • He finally calls me at 6.30 pm from the golf club , I'm starving and tell him I've not eaten, so he better get home so we can go for a fish and chip supper.   He's had a good time with Don and Bob, I'm pleased about this as he misses male company,  me wittering on about every day matters really is not scintillating to him!  This morning he says he feels giddy at the top of the stairs, I make  him sit on his stair lift I can't cope with him falling down stairs.  So the food shopping is done, the lawn mowed,  the washing hung out and hubby has been nowhere, he's slept the afternoon away in his comfy chair and just chatted to Faye and the children.   I heard him say his toe was sore but it was his own fault, I'll keep quiet about that!  I think we pretty much have better days lately but the pressure is still there an underlying feeling of all is not as it should be.  I know I lose my rag sometimes but I'm not pussyfooting around him, I'm sure some people must read this blog and think my way of dealing with this is pretty mean but that's me and it would drive him bonkers if I treated him like fine China.   Beef curry for tea, yum.!

  • I've been bitten badly again after mowing the lawn and it's on scar tissue from calcifications removed from my shoulder and bust.  It hurts like hell  and I was downstairs at 1.30 am trying to get cool and stop the itching, this didn't work so I've found a chemist open,  cortisone cream and a warning to see a GP if the swelling gets worse, oh joy!  The toe is looking worse because he wore tight shoes again, common sense is not in his vocabulary and I'm itching so much I don't voice my opinion on the situation, he ignores it anyway.   Germolene was suggested to me this morning as the man of the house thinks it cures all ills, it's not working on his toe but that's ignored!  So he makes me put some on and within ten minutes I've scratched it all off and no, itt didn't work!  The chemist says antiseptic creams will make it worse, so next time I will take my own counsel.  We're going nowhere as I'm sat with as little o my top half as is decently allowed in your own home. Ella's cardigan is being finished so she can take it on holiday with her, I wish I was having a holiday!!

     

  • Hi Caz

    Long time no speak.

    I usually find with bites that you have to put the opposite on i.e. if the bug has an acid bite then bath it in a strong solution of bicarb or if alkaline then viniger solution. Otherwise its ice cubes in a sandwich bag.

    Dont know if these are any good on scar tissue though.

    river

  • Hi River,  thanks for the advice it would be great to know what bit me and if I'd seen it, death would have prevailed the  blasted thing.  I've just plastered it in cortisone cream again despite being told to only use it twice, the nanny state has taken over, If I don't write my blog tomorrow I've succomed to poisoning by cortisone cream! !  How are you doing?   X

  • I am doing great, had my last check up in June and still all clear, next check up in December. We went on a cruise to Iceland somewhere I always wanted to go.  Amazing place. This was our present for our 40th wedding anniversary.

    As my Oncologist said after the first all clear get on with your life and have a holiday so I am following doctors orders !

    River x

  • That's such lovely news for you both .  Well done with the getting on with life.  Our life is pretty much still a day at a time but I'm thrilled when people get the all clear.   Enjoy your holiday. Xx

  • I'm quite new to this site and I don't come often being from Canada.

    I feel like I'm dying slowly, I ''had'' colon cancer stage 4 in ''remission'' now, it all started back in November 2016 due to a occlusion and had to be operated on STAT when I woke up I had a stoma, went trough all the chemio and what have you.

    January 2018 was operated on for my heart 5 more stents in me for a total of seven (this was my second operation for the heart). On the 9th of May 2018 a nother operation this time to redo my transit and hot chemio in the abdominal cavity, but I'm at high risk for a relapse.

    Early June suprise I got blood in my urine Oncologist wants a coloscopy result...cancer of the bladder.

    I'm going to be 62 this month and I'm also Diabetic, thing is I have no illusion of making a full recovery...my day's are counted.

    Having a heck of hard time dealing with this.

  • Hi Merino, not sure if you meant to come onto my daily blog but welcome anyway!   Incurable cancer is hard to live with, I know that as my husband has stage 4 lung cancer.  That's why I write this blog each day. It shows how far we have come and all the things that make life worth living.  Family, friends,  grandchildren good neighbours and love.  Why don't you try to live a day at a time and each day do something that makes you smile.  Even watching the birds and flowers is a blessing .  Have coffee and cake with a friend,  have a chat to a relative, read a good book.  This is how we spend our days.  You've had a tough time of it and I can understand why you feel down.  People are busy with their own lives so sometimes it's up to us to make the first move.  Get in touch with me again if you want to chat.  Carol