Someone asked me, ”Do you pray?”. Well, not for myself. I feel more comfortable with a random dialogue throughout the day thanking God and my Guardian Angel for this and that; the last parking space, good news or a lovely view, etc. On a workshop earlier this year, they called it Gratitude Therapy (unbeknown to be I have been practising this for a long time). Research does show it boosts the immune system along with many other health benefits. On the workshop, another cancer patient really didn’t get it and said ”what have I got to be grateful for?”. Errrr, for being able to get out of bed? For being invited to the workshop?. There’s always something… Anyway, there are people who do pray for me and I am very grateful for that. In October, I will achieve the first Milestone; it will be 18 months ago that I was told I had 18 – 24 months to live! Pass me the bubbly!
This week was the monthly Esseborne Ladies Lunch and 8 of us fitted perfectly around a table: Val, Norma, Helen, Sandra, Margaret, Carole and Elaine and myself. The speaker, on women artists gave an interesting slant and the food was fab as usual but no macarons with the coffee. What is going on? Carole asked the waitress who said, ”not today”. Well, actually it’s not been the last time nor the time before. So to get my macaron fix I went to Paul’s this week while out shopping. Here is a lush pistachio macaron – a week’s worth of sugar I wonder! The other Paul’s I frequent is one at the Green Park. Which links nicely to my day out to Green Park and the Royal Academy exhibition on Matisse and afternoon tea at Fortnum and Masons. I met Fiona under the clock at Waterloo Station and we went off for a jolly time reviewing Matisse’s masterpieces along with the actual props he used in his artworks. We shuffled around the packed exhibition and I think because we saw the props it gave a different dynamic to other exhibitions we’d been to. Did you know it is no longer PC to quote BC or AD and that one should use CE and BCE? We are living in the Common Era and apparently according to Wiki this is not a fad, back in the 17th century it was known as the Vulgar Era….Anyway, here we are in Fortnum’s – there’s nothing vulgar about The Parlour – where we enjoyed scones and a large slice of cake… I chose Victoria Sponge and Fiona the carrot cake. Delicious. Unusually, there was almond (love almonds) in one of the layers.
Also this week, I had my four-weekly trip to Alan the hypnotherapist for a ‘top up’ and whilst there, I popped in Sefton’s Café in the stud. I tiptoed up the wooden stairs adhering to the notice to be quiet only to find no one training in the ring and no one in the café. I chose a triple decker Victoria sponge from under a dome – the others were all in a chiller unit and I recall last time the cake was quite solid – but this one had been chilled too; it was very tasty but, guess what, solid. What would Mary Berry say? So anyway, Alan and I concentrated on further visualisations to eliminate cancer from the abdomen area. I do feel that working with one’s body, embracing the condition, taking responsibility for one’s own wellbeing is the way to go. The next quarterly scan is due next month and Dr Jackson has opted to see the results of that before the second round of chemo. He keeps asking ”how are you feeling?” and ”have you any physical symptoms?” ”I feel great and no I don’t”. He said he’s normally prescribing treatments to relieve people of their physical symptoms. I take this as a positive and that unusually the re-growth is slow. After the last chemo in December, he had said expect it to start growing again in 4-6 months…We’re now 9 months…
Marion, Janet, Judy and I went to see St Mary’s flower festival and it was beautifully decked out by many local people and organisations. The Mayor and Mayoress were was there. Gosh they must get to eat a lot of cake during their tenure! They were having refreshments with the vicar when we arrived. I chose a piece of gluten free chocolate cake with a chocolate and banana filling. I wonder if it was made with rice flour. The sponge was very light.
I must add that I have been exercising this week as usual and I was pleased with myself for completing a demanding aqua aerobics session one morning followed by a 7 mile Hackpen White Horse Walk with Jeremy in the afternoon. Looking forward to doing the Pewsey White Horse Walk with Tina and Kelvin. Another walk this week was a Wolf Walk with Liz at the Wolf Conservation Trust in Beenham. We walked the local fields and footpaths with two wolves who enjoyed howling back to the others and then stayed for feeding time. I understand where the phrase ‘to wolf it down’ comes from. My goodness, they can crunch through chicken bones like we may chomp our way through crisps or mints….
We got our first Christmas card this week….