A better night again and all the usual things - bowels, rashes, oedema are going OK. There have been a couple of posts on the facebook Myeloma Support Group that make me think about how easy my "journey" has been so far. Two people are six months or so after transplant, still having lots of issues and wondering whether it was all worth while. And one lady with MM who has two brothers each of whom has tongue and bowel cancers and several more besides. Some people have all the luck.And others don't get any of it. C'est la vie.
Boules at Ongar yesterday morning. Played two friendlies against good competition and was on the winning side for both of them. They were both fours (two against two) which means playing with only two boules and I really don't like that. It means you don't get the third boule, which is so often the best one.
The battle with the left hearing aid was mercifully short. It started OK,went dead after twenty minutes, and I got it charging again in another ten, or thereabouts. It;'s still flashing green (along with the right one) now and the app shows left on 99% and the right on 89%.
Boules at Epping tomorrow, and I may have to be home a bit early because we have cleaner problems. One of ours is ill (not COVID) and we may be getting a new pair later today. If so I'll have to be back before they arrive to do the showing around thing. OTOH, they may not come till Tuesday. Won't know until we remake contact at a civilised time in the morning. Sue will be out all day in Cambridge (taking her clarinet for a service and fixing a sticking key) so I will try to use the time after getting back to do some work on VOIP telephony.
Much better weather yesterday, possibly the arrival of a much-needed Indian summer. Here's the back garden in the low evening sun: Long mAy this weatgher spell last!
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