Isn't it amazing that as soon as the temperature drops you begin to realise how old and knackered you are? It's just started freezing here, and I can feel every scar, every break, every pulled muscle, and probably tell you where and when I got 'em! I am sitting typing with a t shirt, a thermal vest, a polo neck shirt, and a fleece jacket on - what the hell happened to me???
When you're head is 35 and your body is 75, although chronologically you are only supposed to be 58, life can get a little confusing.
Digressing, I can't even bead at the moment - because I have a little cut on the end of my third finger. This is the finger I use to push the needle through, so a minor scratch becomes a show stopper.
Those of you who are used to my ramblings will know I don't do depression, this is why I haven't said a lot recently, I am in a state of suspension - not really knowing what I want to do next, and not really caring about what I have just done. To my friends in the virtual ether I apologise, I should answer messages on facebook, I should turn on Skype, but I have nothing positive to say, so I say nothing.
Now, this could just be the 'end of chemo anticlimax', I have finished treatment, to all intents and purposes I no longer have cancer, and the whirlwind of the last three months has suddenly stopped. I should be celebrating, but I think I'll leave it a couple of months before I do that.
Finishing on a controversial note - our esteemed Prime Minister wants to make the UK a 'christian country'.................it's a bit late for that pal, you should have thought about that before extending opening hours for drinking, before letting catholic priests continue abusing children, before invading Iraq, before allowing shops and stores to open on Sundays, before etc etc. It doesn't matter to me - I'm an Atheist - but even I could see when morality went out of the window.