Coughs quietly in the hopes of attracting attention from anyone who may have read my blog in the past.
Hello. Yes, it’s me, the long time absentee.
I don’t know when I last blogged. Yes, I could look it up. No, I’m not going to as it will just piss me off that I haven’t felt I had anything to say in such a long time.
Weird times, depressing times with some happy spots in-between, just not enough of them to even consider them worth writing about.
We’re coming up on the five year anniversary since Steve’s Dad passed away. Yes, we are still in our small flat. It’s depressing being here knowing that there is a house being made ready for us but still unliveable. It’s quite ridiculous.
However, the kitchen is in at last. The sparkly quartz work tops look stunning. There is no running water, no electricity, no bathrooms, no utilities at all as yet. We are at the mercy of the “Trades” and await their work eagerly.
I still don’t know what’s going on health wise. I swap from Private to NHS on the 18th December and will have a whole new group of people prod and poke and hum and hah over me whilst they still won’t decide if my Florid Reactive Follicular Lymphoid Hyperplasia is Lymphoma or not. If it’s Lymphoma, chemotherapy will begin. If it’s still pre-cancerous, nothing will happen. Maybe more biopsies and steroids, who knows.
We’ve had a quiet year. Steve has been ill. Petrol prices have prohibited us from our usual days out and times away and he just hasn’t been well enough to think about driving to visit friends, family or places we love. Our poor cameras have been sadly underused this year. We are now 8,000 miles down on our average for a normal year and I have only taken 400 photos this year instead of the usual several thousand. See, I said it was depressing.
Buzz has been diagnosed with Chronic Renal Failure. He’s being treated with a change in diet. The food has lower protein levels and no Phosphorous content. It makes the kidneys work less and hopefully, last longer. He is two months away from his 19th birthday so in reality, we know he’s a wonderful age and are lucky to have him.
I’m going to put knitting and spinning into another post. Thank you for bearing with me so far.