Wednesday and I wake to a wet and overcast day. once I am up I take my morning meds and have a soup breakfast. I spend a lot of time on the new poetry website, checking the details and trying to edit some bits. eventually I think I have it ready to go live. So from Thursday I will start to write content for it, especially the blog section. It is here that I will be posting new poems and short comments about the poetry I am reading or anything else that I am doing with mine or anyone else’s poetry. The idea is that this blog remains the main blog for family and friends to keep up to date with my battle with my prostate cancer. I expect the odd new poem will appear here but mainly poetry stuff will now appear on the prost8kancerman.com website. I hope it will go live by the end of the week.

I finally get the new grab bar installed over the bath to help me in and out of the shower safely. Strictly speaking it is not really necessary but I am being cautious and future proving what I use most and is most necessary to my comfort and well being, It seems a wise thing to do. The evening rolls around and I feel tired even though it doesn’t feel that I have done much. There is tea to eat and then soem football but basically I watch more Brokenwood Mysteries, I am clearly partially addicted to them. Its the New Zealand country side that interests me, that and the small town locations of mid island New Zealand. They remind mem of some of the deep south towns of America as they are portrayed on various TV series. I wonder if New Zealanders and Americans are equally fascinated by Midsomer Murders and think we all live within a stones throw of a duck pond, quaint country church and of course a manor house full of anxt ridden aristocrats. In New Zealand every second person seems to own a patch of vineyard and to brew Merlot or Chardonnay. My final acts are to start the dishwasher, down my night meds and go off to bed pleased that this has been another day without Haematuria.

Thursday and I wake to the sound of my partner going to physio. I get up, take my meds and have a soup breakfast. With the kitchen cleared I set about the final preparations to launch the new website. I finally get the email address right and begging to think about where I am going to generate content from. I decide its time to move back into the office as the centre to create content from. There will be articles and. blogs to write along with new videos to make. Having made this decision I look at what I will be using. The current key board is frankly crap and broken so I order an “old persons” keyboard, big keys, lots of pretty back light choices, media keys and all the things that attract me. With luck it will arrive today, late on.

With my foibles catered for I turn my attention to the gym in the garage. I need to make room for my partners new walking plate. Initially I think I need to unbolt my weights bench but I find that it will fold up and away, which is a great relief. The next object to move is the rowing machine. Fortunately it folds up and I am able to move it to a storage position. This means that there is now space for the walking plate. I’m pleased with my efforts but I need to think about the power cord. Once again I resort to Amazon and order a safety cable protector. With luck it will arrive tomorrow and I will be able to install the walking plate safely.

With the grunt work done I have a rest and then accompany my partner to the gym where she is going to have her hair done. I sit in the lounge with my laptop and draft content for the new poetry website. I beaver away drafting content with a view of posting it tonight. The bacon roll and americano slip down nicely as I continue to work on stuff and catch up with my messages. Eventually my partner reappears with newly styled hair and we drive off home as the gym begins to fill with evening clientele.

There is football this evening and of course more Brokenwood Mysteries, but I am mostly looking forward to posting on the new website and playing with my new keyboard. While thinking about this stuff am seriously considering a new printer for the office system. At the moment the ancient HP 2600 printer is creaking and given that new tank printers are cheap as chips it seems a good time to think about an upgrade. As I am likely to be spending more time creating content investing in new techno seems a reasonable thing to do. I am aiming for an early night so that I can crack on in the morning with the instillation of the walking plate. There is still a handy man tp hunt down to get the bathroom door done. I just wish I had more energy at the moment and did not feel quite so rank, hopefully there is a good nights sleep ahead of me.