02 Sunday Aug 2009
It’s been just over two weeks since I wrote this post telling you all about my friend Manolo offering me the use of his beachfront apartment in Málaga in August. It’s been like waiting for Christmas but finally today is the day! Nog and I are going to leave just after lunch, catch the train at 3pm and should be at the apartment by 6 o’clock. In time to unpack and get settled in and then hit the streets early evening in search of tapas…
26 Sunday Jul 2009
Posted in health & happiness, home, life stuff
I find Sundays in Seville kind of sad somehow. All the shops are closed and the streets feel less alive. Though this summer I am grateful not to hear jackhammering and buzzsawing at 7am at least one day out of the week (construction on building next door). But I always feel a bit lost on a Sunday, like I don’t know what to do, where to go.
How about you? What do you like doing on Sundays?
23 Thursday Jul 2009
Posted in animals & pets, health & happiness, home
It started off as a typical morning yesterday, even when I heard Sunny horking up his breakfast (sometimes he gets piggy and eats too much too fast and it all comes right back up again). But then he came into my bedroom and looked like he was trying to poo on the floor! Without success. A few minutes later he tried this again in the livingroom and managed to squeeze out a couple of nuggets, but clearly something was wrong. When he came back onto the bed he was trying to clean his bottom but, as he can’t reach very well due to his big belly, he started madly licking the back of his tail. I went to get some moist paper towels to clean him up and saw to my horror that he was leaking from his butt and that my sheets were stained with a rather smelly brown liquid. So it was off to the vet’s …
22 Wednesday Jul 2009
Posted in animals & pets, health & happiness, home
I ask you … could he look any less interested?
A week ago today I was going on about how fabulously the new cat grass was growing and, once I was sure it had taken root properly, lowered it so that the boys could start feasting on what I’d been assured was something they would not only love but was also necessary for their health and digestive well-being. Well, huh. I even tried hand-feeding the grass to them. They took one sniff and were clearly thinking – hey, this ain’t asparagus!
So, I give up. I’ll keep watering the grass for now, but it’s looking like I’ll have to mow it soon. Goldarn ingrates …
20 Monday Jul 2009
Posted in cancer, change, health & happiness
Meant to post a follow up to the original scar post ages ago. I forgot to take a photo after the second op, so this one includes both second and third op scars, as well as the one for my port (the little one just there above my bra). Once again modesty prevents me from showing you the entire extent of the scars, but the vertical one goes right down to the pubes and the side one is a big J-shape that extends just past where the side seam on a shirt would be. The two horizontal scars are kind of on top of each other, but the second one also continues past the centre line for about three inches (bit hard to see in this pic).
The area where the horizontal and vertical scars meet is still causing me problems. Apparently I still have a lot of inflammation there, as well as where the original join was made in the colon after the emergency resection (first op). So there you have it. I’m not really bothered about having scars. I just hope I won’t need to get any more…
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