Sink or Swim? 
Hello all! I haven’t written much because I have been out being ‘normal’. Went for a few walks and met some friends and it was extra lovely to be out of my house socializing. Something fantastic has just happened in my next door neighbour’s garden. Wendy and her family are all avid swimmers and spend a lot of time at a swimming club. They have just had an endless pool built! I went for a 40 minute swim today and it was excellent. I am a bit knackered as swimming against a current means you need to keep up a consistent pace. I had lots of breaks but it was great fun and I got a real workout. Wendy, as always, has been so kind in letting me use the pool and it will be so convenient to have it there on my doorstep. I would hope to swim most days when I am feeling okay so I should be able to maintain some degree of fitness. I hate to think what this whole process is doing to my metabolism though. I spend four to five days confined to my bed, not eating a thing, then a week slowly eating more and starting to go for walks and do some other exercise, then one week eating continually and trying to fit in as much exercise as possible! And as it was such a beautiful day here we took the children for a walk in Bedgebury Pinetum this afternoon which was just beautiful.

I am coming to terms with my ‘omelette’ by avoiding mirrors. I can hide behind my wig if I go out but I have ventured out several times lately with just a bandana (a buff actually – what a great invention; to all chemo patients out there you must get some as they are soooo much more comfortable than scarves or hats). I often forget that I am a ‘cancer patient’ but many people still stare which I find most annoying. I really will have to speak to Jane to get some choice scouser retorts to throw back at the starers who almost always have a full head of glossy, thick, shiny hair!

I have a funny story that Lorna sent me that I will include here because I am too knackered to say anything even remotely funny.
This has to be read, laughed at and passed on. There is not a woman alive today who won't crack up over this!

Faye was due for a smear with the doctor later in the week. Early one morning, she received a call from the doctor's office to tell her that she had been rescheduled for that morning at 9:30 am. She had only just packed everyone off to work and school, and it was already around 8:45 am. The trip to the surgery took about 35 minutes, so Faye didn't have any time to spare.

As most women do, she liked to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time she wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So, she rushed upstairs, threw off her pyjamas, wet the facecloth that was sitting next to the sink, and gave herself a quick wash in that area to make sure that was at least presentable. She threw the facecloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to her appointment.

She was in the waiting room for only a few minutes when she was called in. Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you do, she hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended that she was in Paris or some other place a million miles away. She was a little surprised when the doctor said, 'My, we have made an extra effort this morning, haven't we?'

She didn't respond.

After the appointment, Faye heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal - some shopping, cleaning, & cooking.

After school when her 7 year old daughter was playing, she called out from the bathroom, 'Mummy, where's my facecloth?'

Faye told her to get another one from the cupboard. She replied, 'No, I need the one that was here by the sink, it had all my glitter saved inside it.'
NEVER going back to that doctor ever!!
See you later, Deb x

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