G'day. Here in the beautiful land of Australia, spring is well and truly upon us. Though in some parts of the country they are already having heatwaves and bushfire's and it's only October, way too early for that sort of thing. There were in fact many fires raging last month as well. But, here in my little patch of heaven all is well, the sun is shining, garden is looking lovely. I have the Eagles singing on a CD in the background. All in all, a great day.
My radiation appointment was early this morning, so that allowed me to get the train home and still have the rest of the afternoon to do a few things. I have been very busy around here lately. The garden is totally weed free (though the pesky blighters are probably popping up as I write this). The old kitchen dresser that I bought on eBay a couple of years ago for a song is currently under restoration, only in as much as a new paint job. I think I mentioned in a post when I bought this dresser that the woman who I purchased it off complained about the lack of interest and how disappointed she was that she didn't get as much money for it as she had hoped and had the cheek to ask me would I like to offer her more. I didn't.... It's had a few coats of different coloured paint on it over the years before I saved it. It is currently a strange purple colour with white trim. When I am finished with it, the cupboards will be pink, French Pink to be exact, the white trim will stay. The old girl will have a new lease on life. Already two cupboards have been sanded back and repainted. Hubby will take a few more doors off for me this afternoon so that tomorrow when I return from Melbourne I can get stuck into them. I am also recovering the chair I am sitting on at the moment. I don't know where this burst of energy is coming from, but I am not going to fight it. The radiation is suppose to cause fatigue!!! On days when I was at my sickest during chemotherapy I would be stripping the bed putting all fresh linen on, vacuuming the entire house, mopping floors, all the usual household chores. Then for a few days after that I wouldn't be able to get out of bed. Strange how the mind works and the silly things we do. Maybe it was my way of fighting the sickness, who knows.
The photo shows my lovely Calibrachoa "Million Bells" It is a total mass of vibrant colour and looks fabulous in the blue pot.
It's hubby's 62nd birthday today. I am taking him out for tea tonight at one of the local pubs, we will wine and dine on some fine fare no doubt.
As always. thank you to all who comment on my posts. It is much appreciated that you take the time to do so.
Take care. Liz...
G'day. Well, as the title says "I'm still here". Though I haven't been on the computer or looked at the blogs for some time, probably since my last post, which was way back when....
A quick update on what is happening with me, is that I am still undergoing radiation therapy. I am three weeks into a six week course at the Peter MacCallum Cancer Institute, here in our lovely city of Melbourne. This involves me going into the city everyday by train. An hour and a half each way. On Fridays, hubby drives me in. I still go to the Royal Melbourne Hospital every third Friday for my infusion of the cancer drug Herceptin. Tomorrow is that day. Tomorrow I also have my three monthly heart function test. The Herceptin decreases the capacity of the heart function and so this test is vital to see how my poor old heart is coping with it all.. Other than that, all is just peachy here. My hair is now about 3/4 of an inch long and for the first time probably since I was a kid, I haven't had to worry about doing it. I just love it and am tempted to keep it this short. The colour is probably the best thing about it, it's dark throughout with so much grey it looks striking, I have been told. I have had strangers tell me how lovely my hair colour is. My daughter took the day of work today and met me in the city and we travelled together for my treatment. She hasn't seen me for a month or so and even she commented on how unusual the colour is.
I have also taken to wearing bright red lipstick. I have never been game enough in the past, but those days are gone now. I am sorry that I have waited until reaching the age of 61 to wear red lippy. What a waste of all those years, but I am making up for it now. Anyway, that's enough boring stuff about me.
I may have mentioned in an earlier blog that hubby bought me home the above love seat from the tip at the property where he works. The lady of the house had thrown it out, as it had been left out in the weather and rusted badly. Knowing that I would just love it, he asked could he rescue it for me. It has taken a fair bit of work to get it looking good. Part of the lower frame and two legs were gone, so hubby made a whole new frame and legs. Many hours spent sanding as much rust off as he could and a few coats of rust guard, followed by a couple of coats of paint and it looks just fabulous. It usually sits under our undercover outdoor area to protect it from the rain, but on sunny days, I sometimes put it on the lawn and it looks a treat. The design work on it is so delicate and lovely. It was an excellent thing that hubby knew I would want it. He's a good bloke, this hubby of mine.
Take care.
Liz...
