Today is a gift

Without getting too ‘ya know’ about it, today is a gift. Every day is a gift. All of us only have a finite number of breaths that we will share with each of the people we love.

Today Jase’s Dad arrived to see us, and it has been lovely to have him here. After tea and birthday cake this morning (he was 70 last week), Jase and smallboy took him off fishing with best friend of smallboy. They arrived home much later, cold, happy and with 20 small fishes caught and released (plus one mega carp). Teengirl was at work today, earning money towards her current goal – a small furry pet I think, or maybe a motorbike, it changes. Me? well no one asked how my day was actually, haha I sound SO needy! But just in case you were wondering, I cursed and swore my way around housework which no one would do but me, and no one will notice until I don’t do it. Ha ha, such is life!

So, my gift today? So many actually, small boys (young and old) fresh faced and smelling of the outdoors tumbling over their stories of gigantean fish touched but not landed, teengirl keen for a hug and wanting to share ridiculous laughs, my life’s love enveloping me with his arms and a tender kiss, a house ready to be muddied and muddled, a fridge full of good things ready to make a meal for the people I love, and a small battle won in the doctors surgery to get Mr R the medication he needed today and not tomorrow. I was invincible and triumphant.

There is so little we really need, this house would do us, night all xxx

This time last week

Life is so weird. Its really odd to think that this time last week we had no idea what was coming towards us. I was scrolling through my text messages earlier, and realised that there a bunch of texts from Jase ‘from before’, him talking about having had his scan, what time we were visiting, when the doctor was due to do a bladder wash, just ordinary stuff. It gave me such a jolt, realising that these messages were all from before we knew. I can’t quite delete them yet.

Tomorrow we are going to meet the consultant surgeon, 3pm. We have organised the squibs to be with friends after school, they are keen just to be bimbling with the friends they would usually see in any case. Jase has just gone for a snooze having had his 8pm meds. Remind me to ask him to talk to the docs about changing his dose at bed time so it lasts till the morning.

My lovely friend Melissa has given me a really helpful food list, I hope to put a bit more of it into action everyday. Hilariously, is recommends breast milk as being better than cows milk, I think that might come under Jase’s “no f***ing super-foods” list!!!

So quiet…

Jase is in bed at the moment, his pain medication makes him really drowsy after he takes it, so he is trying to fit some adjustments into how he organises his days. He is also pooped as we have had a bit of a weekend, visits from two of his best buddies, good times 🙂 And a walk and lunch out today, the house seems quiet now they have gone home. One, an orthopaedic surgeon, arrived on Friday evening from Cardiff with four different bottles of whisky – that didn’t seem right at all! The other, a very straight talking bloke, said that yes, he would like to follow this blog, but not if it got too heavy. Charming. You know who you are!!