Spreading my legs and having an internal examination by the
doctor first thing on a Monday morning was not the best start to a week but it
had to be done. Doc said everything
looked and felt okay but just to be safe side she said I needed to have a CA125
blood test to rule out ovarian cancer.
She went on to say that my symptoms were very probably down to my
hormones and typical for my time of life.
Great. I just wish this menopause
thing is over soon and I can get back to normal. The brain fog wasn’t as bad last week as the
week before but I still have periods in the day when my head is fuzzy.
On Tuesday I went to the gym then went with Sue for a coin
valuation at the community centre on Green Park. Sue had some coins of her dads that she
wanted to get valued. The community
centre was packed out and I thought we’d have to wait ages but we were in and out
within the hour. Sue got 50 quid for some
of the coins but the valuer advised her to take the coins into the bank. We had to use my HSBC bank because this was a
clearing bank and Sue didn’t have an account with any of the approved clearing
banks. The cashier was very reluctant
and unhelpful but together we persevered and Sue came away with about
£250. It was a shame really to part with
them and I am sure they were worth more than face value but if you’re not a
collector it made sense to cash them in rather than shove them in the attic.
After parting company with Sue I went to see Vanessa for a
cup of tea and a catch-up. I have been
meaning for months to catch up with her so it was good to meet up at long
last. As usual it was manic in the Ford
household. Since seeing Van she has done
the MK marathon and this weekend she flew to Iceland to do another week’s
trek. She is definitely bonkers but I
have to admire her stamina and also all the money she has raised for Willen
Hospice. Vanessa tells me she has just
booked another really dangerous trek in Russia for 2014 so we will definitely
have to support her for this biggie.
On Wednesday I went to the dentist for my second session of
deep cleansing of my pockets. The first
time wasn’t so bad so I wasn’t scared but my second session was painful. I am
really not too sure why I needed 5 injections but I was numb until tea
time. Even my nose was numb and I think
she must have dug into the top of my mouth because as I write it is still sore
when I have a hot drink.
I picked up Sue and Jan on Wednesday evening and we went to
do some more Ceroc at Woughton Leisure Centre.
I got on slightly better this time, there wasn’t so many there as the
week before and it was a different instructor.
I am still not certain whether Ceroc dancing is for me, the feedback was
that I bounce rather than glide and I want to lead rather than be led but we
all paid and signed up for another five sessions so only time will tell I
guess.
As Phil worked Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday last week we
decided to drive over to Overstone and stay overnight at the caravan. This made sense as we were both going to
visit mum the following day. I always
sleep like a log at the van and Thursday night was no different, Phil was awake
in the early hours but I struggled to get myself out of slumber land and as a
result it was gone 8 am by the time we got on the road. The traffic was heavy
and the journey seemed to take forever not helped by tractors and combine
harvesters along the way. Mum was in
good form; she’d had a busy week and seen friends every day. We decided to go to the Farmers market before
lunch and only just pulled out of the cul-de-sac only to stumble across an
accident that had only just happened.
The accident brought the whole of Melton to a holt, we managed to get to
the market but it took ages to get from the market to The Harborough Hotel
which is where we went for lunch.
We stayed at the van again on Friday night because we had to
wait for a friend of Phil’s mum, Tina and her husband Tiger and granddaughter
Imogen who were using the caravan next door for the weekend. They arrived at 7pm; we took them to The
Manor for a drink and left them to have their dinner. I felt a little sorry for them when we left
the site on Saturday morning as it was pouring with rain. I haven’t heard from them so I am not sure
what they did with themselves but I hope they had a nice mini break in spite of
the bad weather.
It was Phil’s birthday on Saturday, he was 58. I picked up Sue and we shared a bottle of
Proseco back at our flat and then got a taxi to Thai Modern in the city
centre. I had booked for 7pm and was
surprised to see that the restaurant was already busy. The food at the Thai Modern is always good
and we had a very nice evening. The
birthday celebrations continued yesterday when we met up with Jim & Shirley
and Harriet & Billy at The Giffard.
Another nice afternoon, pub grub, drinks and the sun even decided to
come out.
Which brings us to the Bank Holiday Monday which at midday
finds Phil still in pyjamas. I have a
long list of things that I should be doing which included going to the gym this
morning but that didn’t happen. I think
today is going to pan out to be a duvet day.
The jobs will just have to wait until tomorrow.
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