Yes, they’re fake, the real ones tried to kill me- Alice Martin

May 30th

This T-shirt arrived this morning all the way from Australia from me very good friend Alice Martin nee Pepper.  ( First met Alice at St Michaels’s at the age of 6) Once I can put t’s on I will so be wearing this out.  THANK YOU Alice xx

Photo above, spot Dolly?

What else has been happening here at home since I have been back.. Apart from all the lovely visitors who have popped in, the delicious meals/ food delivered, beautiful flowers that have been dropped in and a yummy fruit hamper that arrived this morning form my lovely second cousin and his family from America,  there was some craziness yesterday.  Hope, yesterday, decided that she wanted to dye her hair pale pink.  Can’t imagine where she got that idea from!! The inspiration I think came from some stunning flowers I was given (Danny, I could blame this on you but I won’t) So she found my hair dyes and with the help of Emily Allen. Can you spot what is hair and what is flowers in the top right photo below? Then Nick took it upon himself to Dye the end of Dolly’s tail pink, yes PINK!  Bottom left photo.  All I could do was sit and watch.  Noah was not amused when he returned from revising.

It’s been interesting trying to find somewhere comfy to sit/lie down,  after trying the playroom and realising where I am go the dog follows. As can be seen from the photo below.  However small the space she’ll find a way in!  My recovery companion.

Onto the more serious side of this blog, Boobie update.  Today they are feeling rather more tender and sore and after tiring a slightly stronger painkiller and it not making any difference, off Nick took me back to see the consultant this evening.  They did an ultrasound and agreed there was some fluid build up, that can happen and there was nothing to worry about.  There was an offer of draining it but the decision was made that as I have another appointment on Friday to try a stronger painkiller for a few days and see what happens.  Also, the nerves in the armpits will have come back to life again after the op and all the anestetic and that also will be contributing to the pain.

The pain, the fact I could not get comfortable in bed and the husband snoring drove me at 3am down into the basement to the corner sofa where I made myself I cosy area, watched TV for a while and then drifted off eventually.  A tough, tiring, painful day followed but I feel reassured all is ok and the boobies are still looking good.

Mum, Otherwise known as Strict Nurse Ann or Bossy Grannie Annie Revision Monitor came over at 9am and took charge.  I was not allowed off of my sofa area unless for a pee, or have lunch, and was made to sleep once I had had some breakfast, the kids were gently but in no uncertain terms told to get on with their revision and Nick hid in his office, door closed working!!???  No guest got through her clutches and a calm quiet day was had by all.  Lunch was prepared from what could be found in the fridge, 2 loads of laundry were done and hung in the garden, helped by the kids, garden was de slugged, snailed. tubs deadheaded and kitchen was left spotless.  Amazing woman my Mum, thank you from us all, we love you.xxx

Now here’s to another night on the sofa and fingers crossed I get more than 2 hours sleep at a time.  Night night!