Had a fun few days after Friday's good scan news.
On Friday after the hospital we shot up to St Ives (that's Cambs. not Cornwall) to the marina we bought our boat from last June. The previous owner had dropped some bits off that were in his garage which it has taken us a year to collect. The marina owners have been tripping over the stuff for 12 months. Boat really should be back in the water by the weekend after vast expense coughed up for an engine re-furb! The re-furb was nothing to do with me inadvertently putting 5 litres of water in the petrol tank last year or that the 4.3 litre inboard is built for water-skiing and we are only allowed to idle away at 4mph on the Great Ouse.
In the evening we took the kids to the pictures to see 'Race To Witch Mountain'. Good film - recommend it if you have kids.
On Saturday I took Carys to Rookery Farm at Stoke Bruerne, met up with my friend (another David) who was there with his daughters and cute granddaughter. Carys loved the animals, baby goats were wonderful. Much less hassle than a pony Sian.
On Sunday we had the day at Alton Towers which was brill. Did all the white knuckle rides Oblivion, Nemesis, Rita etc.. lovely weather which is just as well as we got soaked on the log flume and rapids. Afterwards mum and dad hosted a big family get together at their place where we all ate a fantastic tea (thanks mum!), drank my dad's scotch and put the world to rights. We also indulged in the obligatory boring of all disinterested parties by making them suffer our holiday photos; which everyone graciously endured. Camel, desert, beach, yawn etc.. We headed home this morning and have pottered about since on Kip stuff.
Think that just about sums up all that's been happening. Healthwise I'm feeling well, swallowing is great, feeling positive, going to be in that % that make it and continue to prove the stats wrong.
As always thanks for checking in; keep praying.
Luv
David
3 comments:
YES DOVID, thats it...GOATS!
In fact...CHICKENS,PONIES, AND GOATS!
You see, goats are quite difficult to keep, as they are little escape artists, so they would really need some PONIES to keep an eye on them, as they are very reliable and responsible creatures.......... You cannot out-talk me on this one, Buddy...O.K?, so just give in and save yourself the hassle of trying to find any old excuse not to get a PONY !!!
Seems like you have been a bit lazy over the weekend, doing naff all by the sound of it.Need to get yourself a hobby (horse) !
Glad you are keeping well, and you sound as if you are having a ball with your lovely family. You deserve all their love, and attention.
I have to say, I don't do the white knuckle rides...I find them incredibly childish...and erm, well SCARY. They had to stop the Pirate Ship ride at Gullivers Land for me to get off, as I had turned green. Terribly embarrassing for the kids!
I guess you will be topping up with Pimms for the boat? Ask Ruth and Adrian, they always have a plentiful supply............
Better leave some blog space for others....may see you on Sunday, as it is my turn to collect the sacrament for our evening communion by extension...I will bring some wig samples....!!
As always, lots of love to you and Flo, and all the Redders gang....."No trace", Mr. Five Percent.
Sianaroonie xxxxx
I do not see cancer as a fight or battle but one of life's little nuances that we have to live with. We have to nurture ourselves though, support our immune system in the best way we can and live our life to the full in whatever way is appropriate. Living with cancer does bring to the fore the important things in life - family, friends, faith. It makes us appreciate all the things we have and the realisation that wants are not needs, money is not to be idolised and that life is precious, very precious.
There is an article in todays paper where people with terminal cancer have found that the tumours have gone without treatment. Scientists now believe that our immunce system could well be the answer and I for one feel that this is so.
Survival is unpredictable for anyone but a good mental attitude, spiritual guidance and a strong belief in our own body goes a long way.
Relax, enjoy life and live.
Jenny
Dear dovid,
Eye have a spolling chequer,
It came with my pea sea,
It plainly marques four my revue,
Miss takes eye kin not sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word,
And weight four it two say,
Weather eye amwrong oar write,
It shows me write a weigh.
As soon as a miss take is maid,
It nose bee four two long,
And eye canput the error rite,
Its rarley ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it,
Eye am shore your pleased two no,
Its letter perfect in its weigh,
My chequer told me sew.!
Must have gone to the Dovid Ridfin Skool of spolling wot?
LOL,
Cheeky, but oh so right, Sianaroonie xxx
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