Yesterday I had a good shift, but within an hour of getting home I was totally exhausted again. After a reasonable weekend where I had not coughed much, kept "normal" hours, managed to get some of the housework caught up at M&D's, but still found time to rest I was annoyed at how I felt.
Today I feel achy again ... so although I really need the money (one disadvantage of being both single and self-employed), I must be positive and say that a day a bit easier would be good.
Mum and Dad were both emotionally low when I arrived, but seemed to pick up as the weekend went on. Dad has to have another mole removed from his face, but the good news was the op on his cheek was a success with clear cell margins ... so that's gone now. Mum is waiting for her hospital appt for her breast check-up ... if we haven't heard by Easter then I shall chase that up.
Claire has another appt today ... 8 weeks on now, and still about 1/2" that hasn't healed ... weird ... I always told her she was stubborn!! The surgeon is talking about the poss of plastic surgery to remove the "gap" and heal it finally. She feels she has come so far she doesn't want an op unless it is necessary ... so we shall have to wait till later to see what it is looking like. But we keep reminding ourselves that YAY the cancer is gone and she doesn't need chemo or radio!
To end on a cheery note ... since Claire was diagnosed I have text-ed her and Tim a verse from the Bible every morning at some point ... yesterday it was from part of my morning reading. I read froma modern paraphrased version called The Message, and this is part of one of the Psalms ... hope you love the modern poetry.
Psalm 36 : 5-6
God’s love is meteoric,
his loyalty astronomic,
His purpose titanic,
his verdicts oceanic.
Yet in his largeness
nothing gets lost;
Not a man, not a mouse,
slips through the cracks.