112. The ‘end’ in sight

In answer to my previous question, apparently yes. I got a call yesterday asking if I wanted a place on the Moving Forward course they run. It’s this Friday and another ‘early’ start - plus I have to take my own lunch. I’d rather pay a small fee and get a buffet thrown in. I’ve asked on the Mid Yorkshire BC support group Facebook page and people say it’s very helpful.

I have to confess that I feel in a kind of limbo. I’ve noticed I’m lapsing into my old ways, wanting to skip breakfast (or leaving it till almost noon!) and we’re only talking cereal with a few blueberries! My appetite is declining too and I’ve skipped a few meals. Maybe it’s because I don’t have anyone medical watching over me, just well-meaning friends and Dennis. It’s too easy to slip back into the old lazy routine.

However, how can be feel positive when faced with this:

That’s the view over my fence (taken at random as my phone and the sun are incompatible - I couldn't see a thing on the screen).  This is within 30 metres I calculate.  We’ve had a letter from Miller Homes saying wrk will commence on Springwood (as they are calling it) in early August, from 7.30 to 6 daily. I don’t know what they think has been going on for the past few weeks because it’s still only July. Of course, phase 1 is right next to and around us, and they have amended the plans. Lisa next door seems most badly affected with a terrace of three side on to her back garden, 16 metres indicated between her house and the end wall - her future view!  I haven’t the heart to investigate the changes affecting us, though some properties seem to have been moved a bit further off.

The noise is relentless and some of it doesn’t fade into white noise unfortunately. There’s a new machine that has a very deep and penetrating thud to it, not the usual sound to unsettle me, particularly after decades of Dennis turning up the bass. But it seems to come from under the ground as much as from the machine and makes me feel quite uncomfortable. Fortunately, from that point of view, we haven’t had much ‘sitting out’ weather. Having got drenched taking the gazebo down in the pouring rain on Saturday, back up it went yesterday and very grateful I was too. The sun, when it’s out, is far too hot for my legs and that’s the only part of me I can sunbathe, unless I tie myself up in impossible contortions, with this bit covered and this bit not. It’s not worth it.

So it’s a ‘busy’ week this week. Maureen picked me up so I could join the post-tai chi group for a chat. Today some friends are coming this afternoon - we haven’t seen them for at least 18 months and I had to put them off once chemo started. Wednesday is therapy day, Thursday was a cuppa with Anne that’s now turning into an ex-Parklands lunch and Friday is my course.