gah!

[thereyougothen]

i has got me a stinking cold. runny nose and streaming eyes. i feel miserable. but i don't have a temperature. so don't panic.

on Christmas eve i was saying to Bill how a month or so ago I could not have imagined feeling so well at Christmas. knowing that i would have started the chemo, i assumed i'd be feeling awful. or i guess i didn't really assume that, i guess what i mean is that i certainly didn't expect to be feeling more or less normal. other than being tired, really, i've felt pretty normal.

so that explains why by mid-afternoon on christmas day i had developed a full blown cold. complacency. it'll bite you every time.

it has not significantly improved in the intervening two days, in fact it may have got worse. i have found some decongestant tablets that don't have any paracetamol in them, so i'm able to take them, and they help a bit. but my right eye is constantly watering, and my nose is running and basically i feel pretty shitty.

however, today we have ventured out - TT went ice skating with B rbara. there may be video later. N decided not to go ice skating, but then changed his mind, but we decided that he didn't need to, and besides, one boy was enough for Barbara, and neither Bill nor I fancied a go. So N had some tantrums and he and Bill went off elsewhere. Eventually N went on the helter skelter. Bill went up the tower with him, and then got trapped at the top by hordes of children coming up, so by the time he reached the ground, N had been down for ages and was standing there looking a little lost, but Bill said he didn't get upset or anything.

Then the rain came on, so it was decided that they wouldn't have a go on the big wheel and we'd just go home. I was mildly disappointed as I'd thought I might get to sneak into Jenners to see if there was anything left on the 4th floor while they were up in the sky. oh well. but only mildly disappointed, since really all I wanted to do was come home and have a cup of tea.

besides, all I need is some rainbow sock yarn. there was a small inspection of the stash this morning and it unearthed much treasure that had been forgotten about. the knitting machine has now been uncovered and i will spend this evening swatching. i think there is enough aran and chunky for 3 adult and one child's sweaters.

there is more aran and chunky than that, of course, but I don't really want to go into that, thank you very much, I was only in one of the stash piles, after all.

Barbara goes home tomorrow and comes back on the 6th. so we are on our own. which is going to be lovely. our very own house for a while. although we will miss having an extra person to entertain the boys and to unload the dishwasher and wash the pots in the evenings.

also Bill has to go down and see about the roofless wonder is deepest Cumbria on Saturday. we had thought that we might all go down tomorrow and stay overnight somewhere, but if i am full of the cold, trying to entertain the boys on my own while he talks to builders and roofers isn't going to be fun, so it will probably be better if the boys and i just stay home. in which case i must think of something to do or somewhere to go when we don't have a car and i'm feeling like this.

anyway, all things considered, things are pretty good here. the boys like their new toys, they love having their dad off work and hanging around playing with them, and they seem to be pretty much unaffected by their balding mother. can't complain, eh?

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[blottedcopybook.livejournal.com]

I hope your cold doesn't knock you out too much. Merry Christmas!