Just another day and a bit and it will be Thursday again. Oh joy! God I hate Thursdays.
Scott is feeling pretty good. He’s starting to venture out a little more often into the pool and manages to swim a little further every day. It has been up into the mid 90’s here … crazy hot … 7th circle of hell hot. The only problem is the water is making him very itchy and very tired. I just hope that it IS the exercise and nothing more that is tiring him out. He is also starting to get a little colour on his skin and his hair is almost down to the bottom of his neck. It’s a bloody mess but he will not let us have it cut. Well he will, but there are conditions. Either highlights or green tips!! I called a couple of hair salons and got the response I was expecting, bleaching or colouring are NOT a good idea whilst there is chemo in his hair. He also wants his eyebrow pierced. We did ask the lovely Dr Rossbach last week and he said ‘sure, but make sure your counts are good’, but we weren’t sure if he was joking or not. He has a very wry sense of humour!! Anyhow as cool as I think he would look with green hair and a pierced eyebrow I think he’s going to have to wait a couple of years and just go with whatever mutilation is the current trend.
I managed to quit for 23 hours and as soon as I was out of the house smoked four in a row. I am such a loser. Since then I am managing on 5 a day but I’m compensating by still chugging down the spirulina slime and other natural goodies. David and Derry are still geeks and escape to their fantastical and virtual worlds each night. Scott and I have renamed them Sitting Down and Talking Bollocks – traditional Native American names (perhaps?) and well deserved.
That’s about it. Please wish us well for Thursday, I am a basket case and every week it gets harder and harder. We have lost too many children recently and so many are struggling. This is a living nightmare, it really is. I miss the children who didnt make it very much and I am so scared.
Take care and thanks for checking in.