I know its been awhile since my last blog, so I thought I should write one to bring you up to speed on the past few weeks.
At the end of my last blog I said how we were going to Disney On Ice. Well we went and it was great the kids really enjoyed it. Especially after the show when one of my friends, Vicky Black, who skates in Disney On Ice in the US had organised a meet and greet with the characters after the show. Sophie was in her element dressed in her Mini Mouse costume. Sam was a little held back, but loved it too. When we had finished taking pictures and were walking away Sophie was looking behind her watching the characters go, so she wasn’t looking were she was going and she walked into a Wet Floor cone. It was quite funny.
Two days after Disney On Ice we went to Belfast for just over a week. Sam always hates the drive up to Cairnryan as it takes 5 hrs, then 2 hrs on the boat. But we got there without too many ‘Are we there yets?’. But when on the boat they are happy just to play in the play area. We stayed with my brother and his wife and caught up with a lot of friends and family. The one person who I wanted to see most of all was my 98 yr old Nana. She recently moved into a home after falling back in May. She is looking great and I’m happy to see that she is settled. It was a bit emotional seeing her, for the both of us to be honest. I also had a catch up with friends that I used to ice skate with, rep with in Majorca and go to school with. I know there were a lot of people that wanted to catch up with me and I’m sorry I wasn’t able to.
I did have a trip down memory lane and went to Dundonald Ice Rink, which is the place I basically lived at for most of my youth, as not only did I train there I also worked there for a bit. It was great to see so many familiar faces and they are all as lovely as always.
My hair also started to fallout whilst in Belfast. Each day I woke up and had a shower there was more and more on my pillow and in the bath. I was crying and Sophie came up to me and hugged me and said don’t worry mummy if your hair falls out tomorrow and your sad call me ok!! Shes such a cutie pie.
On the way back, as we were sailing down Belfast Lough it hit me that this could have been the last time I was over. That got me upset.
We got back on Saturday evening and on Sunday morning more of my hair had fallen out. I couldn’t take waking up every morning to the hair on my pillow and decided to take how my hair falls out into my own hands. So I made the decision to shave it. I haven’t gone completely mad, but had a number 3 all over. I’m finding it a lot better to deal with and may opt for a zero at some point.
On Monday I was back to hospital to get some fluid drained of my tummy, as it has been quite big and hard. Which means that I can’t really eat much and get very uncomfortable. They managed to drain over 3 litres off my tummy and although its not flat it is better than it was. On top of that I felt like I was coming down with a cold, which was worse the following day as I was sick and had a temperature. But luckily after some paracetamol my temperature came down and on Tuesday evening I was able to go home.
On Wednesday I went to the hospital for my second Chemo but it was decided that because of my cold it would be best to leave it for a week. So I have been at home recovering with warm drinks and resting.
Just to finish off some of the mums from Fradley, the village were I live, are doing a 10 mile walk. They are doing this as they have been touched by what I am going through and asked who I’d like the money raised to go to. So they are walking on behalf of Cancer Research UK. If anyone is interested in donating no matter how small please go to http://www.charitygiving.co.uk/tenmilewalk