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The 7th of April.

It’s been a day of marathons – crochet and Scandal. Although, I did start off with a blog post. Then, the crochet began. Had to create a pattern for the bunny’s ears, basically by trial and error, then made the second one. Once they were done, it was time for bunny assemblage. Assemblage, then lunch. However, I then realised I hadn’t made a tail, then I had to make it twice because the first one was disproportionately large. Attached that, and bunny was done!

Took a break to go upstairs and sort out my gym/leggings shelf in my wardrobe, because it is a mess. I really need to go through all my clothes, but at the moment it is just too painful. Once I am pain-free, I can chuck out many things.

Back downstairs, I started on a cinnabon I am making for Adam. It has been a palaver because the pattern has mistakes in, plus it is written by someone who likes to go off on tangents and tell stories that I have absolutely zero interest in. I’ve had to make the top four times! I am happy to have put it down.

The 8th of April.

I have had such a lovely and wholesome day. I went to see Elle, Ben and Luna at their house that I’ve been meaning to visit for over a year, but it has been repeatedly postponed for various reasons. Anyway! I finally got there, had to remind Luna who I was, then I introduced her to the bunny I had made her, who she has named Michelle. We’re not sure where that name came from but hey.

We started playing a game of Frozen snakes and ladders, but after about two and a half turns, Luna got hungry so we put that away. Lunch was a mezze, which Ben has to have for lunch tomorrow too. Baked cheese and bread, prawns, vegetables, fruit, crisps, all sorts of business. I coped with all the food okay, then when I took my Aciclovir, I choked on it and scared everyone (well, Luna didn’t notice). I thought I was okay, then the tablet popped out. It went into a tissue, then in the bin. Haven’t choked in ages! The rest of our time was very pleasant though – lots of talking and playing. I have to try not to laugh when they are doing active parenting – not because of anything they’re doing, just that it still feels odd to see my friends transition into grown-up mode.

Mommy and Daddy came to pick me up at about half three, and came in for some tea and to say hello. They’d gone to see some National Trust-type place with a house and garden, which it sounds like the Winnington-Coes will be visiting too!

The 26th of March.

Today I feel kind of listless and restless at the same time. I slept in, and spent the morning breakfasting and blogging before getting dressed – if I got dressed and put steroid cream on first, breakfast would have been very late. At noon, we went out to Tamworth because Mommy needed cards from Hobbycraft for the cross-stitches she’s done for Easter cards, but they had none of the right size. However, I got a hoodie for the gym from H&M, so it wasn’t a totally ways trip.

This afternoon, I have made the bunny’s ears, and tonight I shall make the tail, then sew it up.

I am very sad about the plane crash in the Alps, and today there is news that the co-pilot deliberately crashed it to commit suicide. One of the few reasons I haven’t killed myself is because I know how selfish it would be, to hurt the people I love like that. But to take 149 other people with me is beyond my comprehension.

The 27th of March.

Okay well suddenly we have a plan. Igor phoned me this morning after Katie had been to flush my line (one lumen dribbled, the other did nothing), and Ram had indeed spoken to Andrew this morning. They had a long discussion and the plan is that on Tuesday, Igor will take my line out, and on Wednesday, Andrew’ll put a new apheresis line into my femoral vein. Which is in my groin, if you weren’t aware. Fun. Also my there’s a chance that once the line comes out of my chest, the vein could block and stop the blood getting above there, so we’ll need to watch out for that. It’s unlikely, but possible. It’s fixable if it does happen – our friend the stent.

This afternoon I was back at the gym before probably being off for a week – we’ll be in Wales this weekend, then Monday in Miss Jackson’s funeral, Tuesday the line comes out, Wednesday the new line goes in, then I’ll need to recover. I am definitely getting stronger and it feels so good. Today I made my own breakfast and coffee for the first time since last year.


The 13th of January. 

Yeah sleeping did not go well. I think I eventually drifted off some time after two, and woke up about quarter past nine. Things are still slowly improving – coughing much less, and tonight I have the oxygen on 1.5 litres which I hope I can sustain. 

All I have done today is write up a very short blog post, receive my new slippers in the post after Hamilton chewed up my old ones, then work on my second, correct size bunny. All he needs is ears which I might get done tonight if I am a busy bee. 

On my timehop today I learned that three and four years ago, I had some sort of cough or flu. I hate winter illnesses – I want to be able to move freely again!

The 14th of January. 

Day one of photopheresis, so essentially a day at hospital. It did not begin well – the nurses on 621 rang the porters so someone would meet us at the car with a wheelchair and oxygen at 11:15. We arrived at about ten past and parked in the drop off point, and Mommy went to the information desk to make sure someone was coming. She was told someone was on his way so she came to wait with me but no one came for 15 minutes, so I rang up 621 and they rang the porters again, and after 30 minutes of sitting outside in the freezing cold, a man finally appeared. While I was waiting by myself, a car park man came to tell me we had to move because we’d been there longer than 15 minutes, so I told him he could take it up with the hospital as we were supposed to have been met by the porter 20 minutes ago. He quickly knew not to cross me. 

ECP itself was fine and rather uneventful, and when leaving, we didn’t want to wait for the porters again so thought we’d see if I could manage to get to the car with no oxygen if I concentrated on just breathing, and I made it! So we’ll do that in the morning, not waiting around again. 

We got home at about four, so I’ve not really done any crocheting today, just had a go at some cable stitching which I think I’ve got the hang of. 

The 21st of March.

I do not think my day could have been more mundane. I got up at nine and came downstairs to find Mommy trying to register the washing machine online, but it was all proving rather more stressful that imagined, then Grandma rang and was stressed, and when they hung up, Mommy cried FUCKING HELL and burst into tears and it was so horrible. I jumped onto her lap (not literally, but I sat on her knee) and just held her and gave her tissues. She doesn’t ask for help and I can’t stand that she lets these things build up. She is too special to be sad.

When everything was better, I thought it might be fun (read: necessary) to organise all the music I have across all platforms. So I’ve spent my day with my good friends, the Duplicate Detective and Captain iTunes. What a joy.

To break up the day, we had a visit from a district nurse to flush my line, and I had a chat on the phone with a chap called Danny who may become my new personal trainer if our meeting on Monday goes well!

Tomorrow is photos. Sigh!

The 22nd of March.

Ugh, another day of staring at a screen. But now iPhoto is basically sorted which is rather pleasing. Now I think just have to organise my backup drives and I’ll be done. I think. I hope.

I did read the weekend paper too, but really that has been the extent of my activity today.

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