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 ...
