…just look at the time, 7.30am already and I have just woken up. Typical when you have someone coming round at 9am. I took a sleeping tablet last night and it seemed to do the trick. I woke just the once to take some additional pain killers but the rest of the time I must have been flat out. My visitor is the palliative nurse who is coming round to help me better manage my pain. Palliative nurses are there to help lots of people with curable as well as incurable diseases which is a bit of a relief. I used to think they were just for the dying and I am not willing to be put in that category.
It was nice to have so many visitors yesterday as it helped distract from the pain in my arms and legs. I saw my parents who brought round more chocolates and a lovely friend Jane who was sometime ago my line manager. I love her calmness and could talk and listen (I hope I do do some of that) to her for hours as we never seem to run out of things to chat about. Then Jem popped in with my lovely grandson who I think is extremely intelligent and is a joy to be around. I just love to see him look through my different Kilner jars filled with interesting objects. And then our best friends Sue and Angela popped in whose company Colin and I always enjoy and we never cease to find something to laugh about together.
Talking of Kilner jars, just before Christmas I became a little bit obsessed by them and must have bought at least thirty. The idea was I was going to fill them with different things personalised to suit the receiver as their Christmas gift. In reality I only made two. One for a crafter filled with lots of crafty bits and pieces like special buttons and threads, fancy stones and other arty embellishments. And one for a good friend, which I called Jaqui’s Emergency Jar. It that contained all the sorts of things you might be looking for but never seem able to find when you need it, like, a pound coin, pencil, tape measure, plaster, needle and thread, memory stick etc you get the drift? My sister and children rudely requested that I didn’t make them one! So most of the rest of the jars adorn the shelves around the walls of my parlour. I love seeing them up there with their pretty labels, lace ribbons and fabric jam cover tops (not that they are coveted in jam but the sort of tops your grandma cut out to decorate the tops of jam jars!) just thinking about Kilner jars fills me with joy and I am open to requests if any one else would like one made especially for them. You probably need a certain type of house to display them in I suppose, these special gifts aren’t meant to be shoved to the back of the cupboard.
Oh well I had better rush and get ready I can’t have a fellow health professional think I live in a tip so I have washed my best Calvin Klein pyjamas especially. It wouldn’t be right for her to turn up and see me in these Primark hole covered ones however comfortable they are.
I must share with you that I am very excited about receiving a new magazine through the post. One reason is, I just love post. Colin and I used to childishly hide behind the door, ducked down below the letter box, to try to be the first to grab the letters (most of which were just bills, but could be a competition win). It always frightened us to death if the postman knocked on the door and we would have to stifle our giggles and stand up suddenly, pretending we were just sweeping the floor or searching for something down there. We can’t do this in our new home as there is a large glass sheet in the front door and the letter box is much lower down. Plus we have grown up a little bit since then. Nowadays I just pull out the cancer card which if I am lucky gets me the best things first, but this I am afraid is wearing a bit thin now. My very generous and kind Aunt in Australia has sent me a subscription to Compers News. So I am going to get back on the competition trail, how exciting is that! I am already dreaming of all my possible wins so you can see why I can’t wait to receive my first edition.
See how much better I am for a real good nights sleep!
Have a great day folks.
Lots of love
Deborah xxx
Ps feeling better seems to equate to an increase in exclamation marks! Sorry Uncle Jack! Xxx
