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I spoke about the new wheelchair last time and how awful looking it is. One lovely friend read about that and took out her sewing machine to make a small heart-shaped lavender bag for the back of my chair. I told her about the time in secondary school when I scarpered over to the nuns lavender bushes and robbed a few bunches to make presents for my friends!
High lights from Christmas:
~ Kids snuggles watching movie “Swallows and Amazons” recommended by lovely Ciara.
~ Hearing Kitty say ‘Trismas’ instead of Christmas and ‘trisps’ for crisps.
~ Jay up with Delia Smiths stuffing recipe at 7am and he cooked his first turkey beautifully.
~ School carols in the church and meeting one of Ro’s teachers who I hadn’t seen since before my condition began.
~ Kitty coming to ask me if I wanted to open a present as she had opened one of hers. Such thoughtfulness was the best present of all.
~ Eating warm mince pies with cream for breakfast.
~ Watching Ro spend hours assembling his Lego kit.
~ How Mum and Dol, my sis, got me much loved shocking pink clothes, a colour I find so uplifting.
~ The realisation that I am married to a very caring and capable man.
~ Sparkling decorations on the Christmas tree.
~ Eating Tomas’ trifle: extra-ordinaire!
~ Drinking pink champagne (well Jacob’s Creek!) New Years Eve with family, friends and neighbours.
~ A visit from a dear friend.
~ Sobbing uncontrolably at that school carol service, where Kitty was singing with her class.
~ Wheelchair getting covered in dog poo after a local walk to the water. Come on dog owners “PICK IT UP!”
~ Wondering if I will be here next Christmas…
Finally, over Christmas my appetite wasn’t great which caused me concern. But I am learning to trust my body more. The thought crossed my mind that perhaps I just needed a break from certain foods.
Now Dol is cooking yummy meals which is helping a lot. Wish I could have ravaged a turkey leg on the day or guzzled back a Coke with ice and a slice! Unfortunately I can’t eat anything crunchy like pork crackling or crisp roasted potatoes and that’s where all the flavour is!
“Sin a bhfuil!” (“thats it!” In Irish)