Sometimes only a curry will do

Hi all

It has been an up and down sort of week, more down than up if the truth be told, but still we bumble on.

Leslie has been under full attack from the effects of the chemo with numbness in her legs and quite a bit of pain in her joints. The latest new effect is pain in her fingernails. Not nice at all. Sleep for both of us is not particularly friendly, I am spending more and more nights in my own big pool of toffee smelling sweat, such are the things that are hindering my own recovery.

For Leslie sleep is whenever she can get it. That may be from 5am until mid-day, or 11pm until 3am, wherever she can get it and when ever. We gave up bedtime routines long ago.  My sweaty nights do not help at all, not a jot.

Food has been staying down a bit better this week for her which is a big relief. Still a mixed diet of tomato soup and Mars Bars, crackers and cheese on toast, that is if the flame thrower of a toaster we have doesn’t burn it to a cinder!!

So last night we had a **ck it moment and decided to treat ourselves to a curry. What a beauty, our favourite curry washed down with a glass of red grape juice. Man is was SSSOOOOOOOOOOO good, we were literally drooling when the man arrived at the door.  There was so much of this wonderfulness we shall have to finish it off tonight, what a shame that is…..NOT. And we got a free portion of pakora, yummy yum yum.

Well i had better get back to the grindstone, so much to do. We had to throw the bed and bedroom carpets out last week, UGH, don’t ask, safe to say that we hope we have fixed the problem with some draft excluder on the windows, but man, when a bed gets damp and smells, it smells. It had to go. It was 10pm when we found this out, but that didn’t matter, it was out in the drive within minutes.

So, we await the carpet fitter tomorrow and will then have to dash off and go get us a cheap bed.  Camp beds, even with some judicious improvisation with the sofa cushions, only have a short fun life in our circumstances at the moment.

The fun ran out on night 2.

Take care all, and please give as much as you can for Macmillan cancer support. Every penny counts.

purpleandrew signing off.