What a glorious day we are having.

June 22nd

You might have been wondering what has happened to me but then again you might not care, but for those of you who were curious I’m back!

Only 3 appointments this week and all done by 3pm on Tuesday.  Had to see the plastic surgeon as there was a slight problem with one of the ports.  (“Port?”I hear you say,  on either side  under my arm I have what feels like a polo mint under the skin, this is for him to inflate my implants.  That is a whole other story I will go into next week when they are used and I understand it more myself.)  One of the ports had flipped onto it’s side and was bulging out under my skin and hurting.  Well, Mr Floyd with a bit of brute force and me saying a lot of “ouches” and “that hurts!” managed to flip it over again so I was able to leave knowing it wasn’t going to need a procedure to fix it.  That was appointment number one, RESULT.  Appointment number 2 was with the Oncologist, Katharing Pigott, yet another person to add to the amazing Toria Team, who will be doing the Radiotheropy.  Lovely lady and the good news there was I would only need 3 weeks of radio.  RESULT.  Appointment number 3, the Physiotheropist, she was happy with the  moment in my arms I had and gave me new excersises which involve lifting my arms above my head.  It sounds strange but that was the most liberating thing.  After not being allowed to lift my arms above 90 degrees I could now skip out of there swinging them!  RESULT.  I have a lot of new exercises to do 3 times a day but it’s all for a fantastic reason so I can be found doing them, as long as the sun is out in the garden.

With this new found freedom in my arms I have even cracking on with doing jobs around the house.  It has made me feel more like me again.  Of course I can’t go back to my normal self as there are too many people around stoping me, ho hum!  But it’s so nice to be feeling more like me.  Sadly who knows how long that this me feeling will last with the prospect of Chemo (maybe) and knowing Radiotheropy is on the horizon I feel the skip in my step will not last long.  But while it’s here lefts dance and be merry.

On even more exciting news, our friend Dave Ivory has hit the amazing target of £1000 on his fundraising page and by Jove he went and did it…… Dyed his beard Flamingo Pink, yes that’s the colour I use (and will be again by 8 o’clock tonight)  AND HERE IT IS IN ALL ITS PINK GLORY.

Isn’t it the most amazing thing you have ever seen? And I get the pleasure of removing it on Sunday. Watch this space I’ll post video footage.  If you still have not donated and would like to please follow the link on a previous post of mine, go to my Facebook page or David Ivory’s Facebook page and do so.  I think it truly deserves it.  Thank you to those who have donated and those who might still do so.

It’s a strange thing, with this new found almost normality I have moments when forgot I have / had cancer and it almost feels like a dream.  Apart from the exercises, looking after the scars and the odd twinge of pain I’m feeling a bit like a fraud.  Still amazing gifts and cards arrive which truly touch me and I am very thankful and blessed to have so many kind, thoughtful and gorgeous friends.  God we will all party when this is all done, big time.

Till Sunday Shave Day, Adios!

 Have a fab week end.

PS Hello Jack Taylor xx