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Life seems to be made up of good things and bad things, yin and yang, light and dark, good and evil........ whatever you want to call it.
I suppose everyone's life is made up like this but I feel that mine especially seems to be all about swings from good news to bad or bad to good.
Well I will list the good things first.
I have had fairly good news that I will not be needing an operation and that the neurology unit have inspected my recent CT scan and have said that some of the abnormalities on my coccyx and pelvis are probably due to radiation damage. Therefore, they will not be needing to see me and I can just go for my 3 monthly checks at my usual hospital.
Spring seems to be in the air. Snowdrops are flowering and other bulbs are pushing through the cold soil.
The weather today is good. Sunny and pleasant.
Friends and son rally round and help and support me.
My daughter came over for the weekend with the grandsons and we had a lovely time.
My son has a lovely new girl friend who seems to like the family and is very kind, in fact exceptionally kind and the granddaughters seem to be really bonding with her. She is the type of person who makes you feel that you've known her a long time.... sort of exceptionally easy to be with. I realise that I'm using the word *exceptionally* an awful lot.
Harry is still waiting for his appointment with the neurosurgeons to discuss the CT scan that revealed a condition on the brain that we didn't know about.
Because of this condition, he cannot start the drug to help stem the cancer because it might make the condition worse.
This is really bad news as both his conditions are getting worse.
We have to wait a week before we will be told what, if anything to do next.
The grandsons' grandmother fell down four stairs and broke her hip. She was very brave to crawl to the phone while in considerable pain to get help. She lives on her own so it was her instinct for survival, I suppose that gave her the strength. She is now recovering from an operation and doing well. So maybe that should come under good news.
My daughter had to go back home............ the other side of the country. I wish she lived just up the road like my son.
I worry about the new relationship my son has and don't want him or the granddaughters hurt any more. That is as much as I dare write about it.
I wake up in the early hours every morning and cannot get back to sleep and I mull over the problems. That means that I am always tired during the day.
I don't seem to be able to lose weight and eat chocolate each day to console myself and I know I'd never be able to give it up for Lent.