Time flies when you are having fun - or when you have something to obsess about.
I've been slightly OCD about the infestation of meal moths in my kitchen cupboard that must have stowed away in an organic eco friendly bag of flour or cereal . Pesky little things causing a lot of bother. I've thrown away open bags of flour , cereal, couscous, bulgur and oats as well as anything else that has shown signs of contamination , such as eggs or silver like threads of cocoon around the edges of packaging . I've scrubbed , vacuumed , steamed , and disinfected and still they appeared on the ceiling and in the cupboard seemingly able to hide away in the tiniest of spaces.
On Friday , or was it Saturday , I can't remember I decided it was time for the heavy artillery and sprayed the whole cupboard , adjoining cupboard and above the cupboard with deadly pest control spray; very stinky. By Sunday I found a couple of dead bodies in the cupboard and a few dazed ones. On Monday also a couple . Today . none . Fingers crossed , I hope this is the end of the pesky intruders . We shall see. I am going to be vigilant .
What a way to spend my 'week off ' in-between chemos. Cycle 3 , starts on Tuesday 25 November and before that an appointment with the oncologist to discuss MRI results.
All this physical activity and cleaning has been exhausting . I slept from midnight till 11 am this morning , with stressful dreams. In my dream I 'm in a railway station in London trying to find the right platform . I also need a ticket , but they've changed the system so now you can only buy a ticket outside the station in a shop across the street . It is unclear where. At one point someone tells me the right platform and we start running towards it , but it is too late , The train is already leaving the station.
There is not much difference between day and night . Days are dark, grey and misty. By 2 or 3 pm it is already dark . Waking up at 11 am means that the three hours of 'daylight' disappear rapidly while I am waking up , getting dressed and having breakfast / brunch .
So there you have it,
Today I made scones ; old friend visiting from Helsinki popped in for tea.
Luverly-
Now nearly 11 pm , *time for bed, said Zebedee .... as they all got on the Magic Roundabout *
Onwards ......
TTFN for now !
I dedicate this blog to my bladder story and journey. " A tale told by an idiot , full of sound and fury , signifying nothing. " Bladder cancer is a challenge . Problems shared are problems halved. It is my sincere hope that my sharing here will be therapeutic and inspiring , for me and also for you. Namasté ! Pssst ... to leave a comment , please click on ' no comment '. You can be anonymous if you like , or leave your name together with the comment . Thanks x
Tuesday, 18 November 2014
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