My week

Last week was not a great week. Jess was asked to read a story at the end of the funeral service and I was never so proud of her as I was that day. She spoke clearly and strongly, something I couldnt have done if I had been in her shoes and she has shown an inner strength although she is still grieving. The family released 19 butterflies and 19 balloons after Jess had finished - one for every year of Ash's life. It was very moving.

Food has not been great lately. Actually I have been eating everything and anything. Ankles so swollen that I cant exercise at all - can hardly walk. Self inflicted I am afraid - too much alcohol at girlfriends 60th and thought I was young again and danced all night. I have been such a sad little old lady this week. Thinking about going to have a chinese massage to see if that will help reduce the pain.

Rheumatologist has taken me off methotrexate for the time being and put me on something else. I just learn the name of one drug and he changes it on me. I had too many side effects for no gain was the reason for the change.

Anyway, have drawn a line in the sand (figuratively speaking). Have tried to eat sensibly today and have a big pot of vegetable soup on the stove bubbling away for those moments when I have to eat something. Hopefully I will make wise choices this week.

Apparently going to be very cold on Sunday here - a taste of winter. So am planning a quiet day with sleep-in and book reading as well as the usual ironing and cleaning. Just no outside stuff. Although if the weather forecast is wrong I will try to be out in the garden and a trip to the nursery is on the cards. Can't be bothered with annuals anymore, so will buy some bushy plants (maybe small lavendars) to plant among the roses and fill up the gaps.

Mum is in hospital in Brisbane. She has been there on and off for over a week because she was having trouble breathing. They have found that she has asthma, a lung cancer the size of a 50 cent piece which they have removed and is also suffering from MDS, a blood disorder. My eldest sister says she is in quite good spirits and has been enjoying her stay in hospital for the company and meals.

Friday night here and I am going to have a glass of low alcohol wine - the Lindemans Early Harvest semillion sauvignon blanc, when Mark gets home. Quite nice really. Off to make another recipe from the "Core Plan" cook book and then an early night. I cant seem to get over the tiredness and except for having to go the bathroom many times during the night am sleeping like the proverbial log. I wish the bathroom stuff would stop - the trials of growing old!

Have a great weekend......