Not enough Bubbles but ..

This is a sleepy-eyed late night post, don’t expect much from me 🙂

 

Yesterday was a bad day. Dad’s first radiotherapy session was pretty awful for him, and in the evening, whilst I was in the middle of cooking dinner, he came over really unwell being sick and feeling faint. He started to panic and so did I. He was asking for an ambulance, so we did call 999 and he spoke to someone who suggested he call his emergency chemo number. They reassured him and said he should take his anti-sickness tablets. Thankfully he  wasn’t sick anymore and got a good night’s sleep in the end (unlike myself).

 

Today his session was not so bad. We met a lovely lady in the waiting room who gave mum a hug and was so caring. Her husband had cancer 10 years ago, and now she is being treated for breast cancer. She left and when Dad went in to treatment we went over the road to the café, and the lady we had just met in the waiting room was there with her husband. The small café was rather full, so Mum and I ordered soup and asked if we could eat in the lounge area, which was sunny and quiet. They said that would be fine and we had our own waitress service.

 

After a while, the lady from the waiting room came over and gave us her number, in case we ever needed someone to talk to. We were very touched that she did that.. she didn’t have to.

 

On the way home we stopped off to get a few food essentials from M&S, and I picked up a coat I had ordered online (retail therapy again). It was the first time I had been in a big store in three years. It felt strange and daunting but it wasn’t busy and Mum was by my side.

 

Then, when I got home I did the best workout I’ve done for ages. I actually really enjoyed it and am feeling a bit fitter. I rewarded myself by enjoying a long hot bath with music and candles. Lovely.. although the bubbles were missing. The water pressure from our taps creates a pitiful amount, so I use our power shower to run the bath and get masses of bubbles. Well, our power shower has gone wrong, and most of the water now pours out the back. Hence I had an annoyingly tiny pile of bubbles. It dawned on me how lucky I was to be able to lie in a bath at all and that I should not feel dissatisfied. So I had a blissful bath in the end 🙂

 

There was a knock on the door this evening from another lady who lives a few doors down the road. My family have lived here for 35 years, and this lady has lived down the road as long.. my brother used to play with their two boys and I sometimes tried to tag along. Anyway, all grown up now and we literally haven’t spoken in some twenty-something years. But here she was now with some nutrition shakes for Dad and shortbread biscuits to cheer us all up. What a lovely kind gesture. I’ve had such a negative view of people, but honestly I am finding out that there are some really decent ones out there. Such a small gesture can make such a difference. Sometimes even a smile can brighten up a dull day.

 

Dad’s treatment today didn’t cause sickness tonight, which was a huge relief. He really is suffering though, finding the sessions extremely uncomfortable. I keep reminding him that he is almost half way there now. He seems to be getting back pain now though, which is worrying. Tomorrow is another day and the dreaded double.. both chemo and radiotherapy. Fingers crossed all goes well.

Author: halfthegirlblog

Poet, storyteller, songwriter, photographer, artist, lonely dreamer, despairing believer in God. I am trying to rebuild my life after some bad times and mental health issues.

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