Just wanted to say muchísimas gracias to all of you for your support. And an extra hug for those who are helping out with donations – you’ve really helped ease some of the extra stress, especially now that it looks like I’m going to be off work most of the summer …

I’ll be starting back with my classes on Monday in an attempt to at least make up the three weeks of classes I owe my students for May, as they were paid for in advance. And Nog has kindly agreed to help me by teaching my morning classes so that I’ll only have to do the afternoon ones. Phew!

For the past week I’ve been getting out for a walk every day. Well, more of a shuffle than a walk, but sometimes I’m out for a couple of hours or more. I’m still feeling a bit fragile and have a tendency to suddenly have to lie down now! but I am certainly making progress.

Well, except that since my appointment with the oncologist last Tuesday I seem to have lost my new found sense of serenity and worldly wisdom (from the ‘every day is a gift’ hospital epiphany) and have instead morphed into an emotional rollercoastering lunatic. I blame being thrown back into limbo for another couple of weeks after I thought I was about to get some real answers about my condition. Ah well, this too shall pass. But I’m telling ya, if one more person tells me to think positive and assures me that everything’s gonna be alright and that I just have to take it one day at a time I refuse to take responsibility for my actions. 😉

To wit, I am still not up to having visitors (except for Pipocas) and often don’t even answer the phone. It always ends up being the same conversation and I’m left feeling exhausted after ‘reliving’ it all again. Light and fluffy distraction is what I crave these days. I think I’m going to make a rule for my students next week that we can talk about anything but the operation and its aftermath.

Oops, time for another nap. Maybe I’m turning into a cat?

Thanks again, everyone! 🙂