Can you keep a secret?

Well this ones going to be pretty tricky for me to keep but you might just have to wait a week or so before all can be revealed. Let’s just say this one may top my Jarvis Cocker claim to fame!
I can reveal that I have blagged myself a hot date. That may be a slight exaggeration and this is going to be a double act as Kate’s also been invited along. Between you and me I think that’s only because this ultra hot guy has probably seen my latest photo and needs to ensure Kate’s there to hold back any sudden surges of desire. Apparently (so I have read) this particular brand (now stop it Deborah!) is attracted to girls who are, and I quote “sensitive, funny and sweet. Like a poem or a cloud.” Hmm I think I am going to have to work on that one. I am not sure that a mix of Miranda Hart, Kirsty Allsop and the mad French women is going to cut the mustard, even if I can find myself a white fluffy jumper and jot down a few odds of words of prose before the big night. Still he’s not my usual type either I am more of an Andrew Lloyd Webber type of girl. Well I have always found ‘The Lord’ strangely attractive and he does put on such a good show.

Gosh can you see how much I have been distracted from my parallel universe, that can’t be a bad thing eh.

Returning to my new surreal existence, it was great to have had Kate by my side yesterday and just as well we were ignorant of our hot date news, as then I fear we may have completely forgotten to turn up or just abandoned the beetle juice for a trip down Camden Market for cloud like dresses and that would have really mucked up my trial results. Whoops there I go again!

The nurses yesterday were again faultless in the compassion, care and skills they demonstrated, and I am sure the tea lady didn’t skim passed my booth on purpose so I won’t take it personally. After yesterday’s palatable corned beef sandwich I had decided to take in a packed lunch anyway. Getting this treatment really isn’t as bad as I first thought but being high on steroids may be clouding my judgement somewhat (cloud is such a lovely word, don’t you think?) Unfortunately I only take the 20 cocaine like, mini pills for 2 more days. Do you think I can ask for an extra dose for next Wednesday night? I can’t afford a crash in mood if I’m to recite poetry in a sweet demure fashion now can I?

Kate also got to meet the lovely lady in the Macmillan suite and was equally impressed by her, the surroundings and the long list of therapeutic classes on offer. This switch from clinician to patient really isn’t as tough as you might think. Hmm now don’t stop feeling sorry for me, just a little bit, I may be having a ball at he moment but I am dreading pain, hospital isolation and premature death and I may really need you then. (how drama queen is that!) So please dear readers don’t leave me as its you that are keeping me going. Knowing you are out there reading, posting and sending your positive vibes is as much of an important role on my road to recovery as the beetle juice. The mind and the body are part of the same system and if I am to achieve the end result of staying alive (well I may have just got my head around that, we all are definitely gong to die some day, funny how strangely optimistic I was about that one pre parallel universe) for as long as possible I am going to need your continuous support, so please don’t underestimate the important role you play. Friends and family have stated how helpless they feel and the desire they have for helping us all in some way, well you are doing exactly that so I sincerely Thank You.
Possible outfit idea No. 1 What do you reckon?
Scores on the board today are:

PH = 2
MH = 1

0 = good
10 = bad