Ten Score and Nine Years Ago…

…my favourite US President was born.*

On Friday, I managed to drag myself out of bed in time to get to the RVI for 8.25am for my MRI scans. I was very tired and almost fell asleep during the scans despite the Lost-esque whines, creaks and other machine noises. The only positive things about having such an early appointment were that we had no problems parking and, as I was the first one in, they weren’t running late. Continue reading “Ten Score and Nine Years Ago…”

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Swing Low, Sleep Lariat

A Jowell Jewel

Last year, Tessa Jowell was diagnosed with the same type of brain tumour that Graeme had. This week, as some of you will have seen, heard and/or read about, she gave an interview on BBC Radio 4 and made a speech in the House of Lords, which triggered a rare standing ovation. She has finished the treatments available in the UK and was calling for an increase in access to experimental cancer treatments. Here’s the best explanation that I’ve found for what she’s advocating. Continue reading “Swing Low, Sleep Lariat”

Where Have All The Flowers Gone?*

A year ago, from my point of view, this week was a spectacularly and memorably rubbish one. I don’t say that lightly as there have been plenty of rubbish days and weeks both before and since then. Continue reading “Where Have All The Flowers Gone?*”

Pushing Boundaries

Graham and I last went away as a couple in late November 2014. We went to the Raby Hunt restaurant and stayed over in one of the two rooms. It was my surprise present to Graham for his 30th birthday. The tasting menu and drinks were mouthwateringly good. Last year, we hoped to break our two-year duck Continue reading “Pushing Boundaries”

[Non]Sense and Sensitivities

Part One – Dark Clouds with a Silver Lining

Guardiola Talk

A couple of weeks ago, I was frustrated at angry at myself as I didn’t feel like I’d made the most of things with the kids having spent almost all of the afternoon and evening asleep. I often feel like that when fatigue overtakes me (as it frequently does) but on this occasion it made me a bit downhearted. I told Graham that I worry that I’m not doing more with the kids and I’m afraid that their earliest memories will be scarred with illness and grief. Graham reassured me that every moment I spend with them is precious, I’m still a big part of their lives and they love and enjoy spending time with me. Continue reading “[Non]Sense and Sensitivities”

“How to Teach Relativity to Your Dog”

I was talking to a vicar recently about the theory of relativity (as you do). I joked that my Dad says that I don’t “believe” in the theory but it’s not that so much as a struggle to understand it! I understand the theory in very simplistic terms. However, I don’t “get” space-time and time dilation in particular. A couple of years ago, my Dad borrowed a book from the library, the title of which I’ve “borrowed” for the title of this post. Putting aside the possible Freddie Shepherd-like slur, I didn’t have time (whether space-time or otherwise) to read it so I am none the wiser and (I expect) always will be!*

The discussion with the vicar was about time and light and all that “stuff”. It made me think about the layman’s relativity of time: a happy event seems to pass by too quickly while a boring lecture (on the Theory of Relativity?) Continue reading ““How to Teach Relativity to Your Dog””

C-Sick

Yesterday, my assigned nurse at the Chemo Day Unit confirmed that my blood test results were fine and dandy. I was duly packed off with five days’ worth of Temo the Chemo to start my third cycle. I took the tablets around 4pm, along with an anti-sickness tablet. As I mentioned in a previous post, for those not paying attention, I have to take the Temo at least two hours after food and two hours before food.

I felt fine and had my tea at around 6.15pm. It was lamb and roasted veg, nothing unusual. I felt soon after that it had not quite settled in my stomach and then felt a bit nauseous. Less than an hour later, Jennifer chose Mr Greedy for a bedtime story Continue reading “C-Sick”