Good Christmas!

Good evening all!
Recalling all the events from our Christmas, so far, will be a challenge. 
Christmas morning, Katy is up early and comes to bed with me.  The four of us open presents together.  Dave, cooks a giant English breakfast.  The day that follows feels like about five days!  From my house, to Joan's (Dave's mum) - tea here and toast; from Joan's to Dave's brother's for dinner, gifts and games; from here, back to Joan's.  We stay at Joan's overnight, and the girls have stockings on boxing day morning.   We all have an amazing time  - Martha, Katy and Grace (cousin) all have a ball.

My health has been improving gradually over time. Regular sleeps remain part of my daily routine.  On Christmas day, I had to have a few!  No-one seemed to mind at all.  I opted in and out of the day, as best I could, with a bed to use as, and when, it suited me.   I am struggling to eat.  Tasty as it was, my Christmas dinner was minute, compared to last year's; and, I was unable to finish it. 

Other bits of health - my hair is steadily growing back.  My monk-look has diminished from 12cm diameter, to about 7cm diameter.  Steadily growing, it is starting to return to a normal head of hair.  I have half a new fringe creeping down my forehead.    I am also starting to look like myself again.  Since finishing the steroids, my face has been recovering; when I look in the mirror, I feel like I am looking at myself, not a cancer victim.  Hooray!

I currently have two girls on a sleepover.  I keep being reminded of my duties.  It is not as simple as having two extra girls for dinner and bed.  Martha and Katy tidied their rooms; we have made two extra beds; we have made rules about sleep time, and the consequences of not being asleep on time.  The girls have made a Strictly Come Dancing video (to Bang Bang, I am told), and are currently watching Despicable Me 2. I am reminded that I must make a midnight feast.   Wish me luck ...