Photo copyright: Maggie May
How the weather has changed from my last post when we went on that lovely walk. Ever since, I have been a prisoner in the house. The side roads where I live are treacherous and ungritted and the pavements are like ice rinks. Unfortunately I just cannot take the chance that I might break a bone, as that would land me in big trouble.
My poor husband, who is not well himself, goes out and risks his neck and gets supplies in for us both.
My daughter drove back to the east coast on Sunday. I felt really sad to see her go and worried about her journey. However, within three and a half hours she rang to say that they'd arrived safely.
My son is still in Japan but comes home this weekend.
He left me a message on his blog for the new Year that touched my heart. Please look it up if you have the time. The Mighty Sam....... arigatou.
I will be so relieved when he comes back.
This weather has proved to be the spanner in the works as regards my treatment because I am so dependant on my husband for everything. Lifts to the hospital, getting food supplies in.......everything.
Within a short time I have gone from being a capable granny in charge of children and working in two responsible jobs, to a person who has been plunged into the role of a much older, housebound pensioner....... just because I can't get out.
I am feeling stronger and this is my best week out of the three weekly sessions of treatment. I should be going for walks and building up my strength. However, even the new hiking boots that my daughter bought for me while she was here, do not grip on the ice and I am experiencing foot problems with peripheral neuropathy (a side affect from chemotherapy) that stops me feeling at the bottom of my feet, properly. Very scary on the ice as I cannot tell where my feet are placed.
Sorry to moan, but I do feel really cut up about this with no prospects of the weather getting better.
I live within sight of the shops....... but the roads I have to go down to get there do not seem to thaw at all and there is not other way.
I HATE THIS WEATHER!
My hair is falling out very slowly, strand by strand.