Saturday. I wake up feeling less than perky after my heavy spoon day yesterday. The visit to the theatre ended up being a real pleasure but was a challenge. So Saturday morning finds me slow and sloth like. I get up for breakfast with the family and enjoy the company of my grandson and his parents as a start to the day. My partner takes her grandson and parents to a local farm that has animals to see and feed. While they are out on a trip I go online and attend my poetry Stanza meeting. For once I am pleased with the response to my poem, “God Bless America”, that is a celebration of my collection of poems being published. The family returns and I finish with the Stanza.
The family comes together for my youngest daughters birthday meal. There is pink champagne, delicious food and chocolate birthday cake to enjoy. Of course there is also present giving and chat. The grandson goes to bed as good as gold and I watch the international rugby match. As the evening goes on the family drifts off to bed, I stay up and take my night chemo meds and think about the day. I rue the fact that I did not have enough energy today to go with the family to the farm trip but it seems to have gone well. I noticed today that the cherry blossom has come out on the trees, a sure sign that Spring has arrived. It makes me frustrated that I do not have energy at the moment, I try to make a contribution to keeping the home organised and a functional one for all of us. I have to judge it from day to day.
Sunday, I wake to the sound of the family down stairs and breakfast being prepared. I get myself dressed and join them at the dining table. The family eat together and my Grandson gets introduced to his big white fluffy Easter bunny and he likes it. Late breakfast over the visiting family pack up the numerous bags and gadgets needed to bring an eight month old small person on the trip. We are gradually acquiring various bits of equipment to accommodate our grandson when he visits and this time we are left with bibs and bowls. The visitors car gets loaded up and we got to see them squeeze everything in and finally buckle up and then set off.
I’ve cleared the kitchen and set Daisy Dishwasher going and then I get to the end of the sofa feeling that I am leaking energy quite quickly. It s a football quarter final day so I am able to rest whilst watching and ultimately to start drafting the blog. I am trying to have a quiet Sunday, to try and recoup some energy to start the week with. There are things to organise like the Tesco delivery, a week away in June with the family and some Easter goodies. I make tuna pasta for my partner and my tea as we settle down to an evening of TV and an early night. With Death in Paradise over, I clear the kitchen, take my chemo meds and go to bed to conclude tomorrows Tesco order and read for a while. Tomorrow has to be a start again Monday. I’m missing out on too much and I need to climb back.
