AS GOOD AS IT GETS AGAIN DAY 90

AGAIN

Sunday, the morning after the dinner with friends, which went well, I think. Having said that I am not sure I could taste all the flavours that the ingredients seemed to promise. What I do know is that neither I nor my partner could face clearing away the post dinner wreckage so I wake up to thoughts of a chaotic kitchen. It 7 o’clock when I first wake and I wander down stairs, fill the dishwasher Daisy and then go back to bed.

As 9 o’clock coms round so do I. My partner makes drinks and we sit in bed chatting. I also take my meds as I am trying to ensure that I am spacing my antibiotics at twelve hour intervals. Today is when my new ones should be kicking in. We get up and continue the clear up of the kitchen and dining table. Eventually the decks are clear and we have breakfast, I have the one remaining quiche from last night. As we eat breakfast we ring our youngest daughter who is about to start some decorating. We chat for quite a long time as we talk work, socialising and Glastonbury. With the call over I grab my book The Elegance of the Hedgehog and sit on the chair in the front garden and read. Its a pleasant time as I am enjoying both the book and being outside. Amazon deliver a new case for my partners new i-pad, which I fit, before returning to the book. There is a treat, England are playing Latvia in the world ice hockey championships. As the Brits battle to a 3-2 lead by the end of the second period as start to draft the blog. I am alone this afternoon as my partner has gone to the gym and my eldest daughter has gone out. I’ve weighed in this morning and found I have put a kilo on over the last week, it just highlights how important going to the gym is for me as I have not been since I passed blood at start of last week. Perhaps tomorrow, but it is injection day so I might not make it depending on how my body responds to it. Its a bit of a lottery given my new antibiotics. But for now its about whether GB can hold onto their lead in the ice hockey. Having lead 2-0 they lose 4-3, so GB. The evening is a pre doctor visit bath (I’m sure I am not the only one), the end of series two of Wanted and then bed.

Is that a breeze I feel?
Humans of course are a very different matter