High flying adored (Gratitude 3/150)

I feel exceptionally grateful for many things today… I may not be all that high-flying (ha ha ha!), but I am certainly “adored“. Even it is only in Noid’s eyes. 🙂 I just feel hugely grateful for who I am, what I have and those around me who bring cheer and goodwill to my life.

  • I am thankful that I was able to give my mom a phone so she can talk on wassapp with me because we all know I hate speaking on the phone. Yes, even to my own mother. I must say her typing speed is increasing daily.
  • I am thankful I can hear and appreciate music although some would tell me country isn’t music. Up yours, with my regards. 🙂 I’ve got friends in low places.
  • I am thankful for all the socks I got for my birthday. I love choosing a pair and thinking who gave this to me. THANK YOU.
  • I am grateful for a spa bath and a home I love living in…. where I feel more secure, where our kids can ride bikes and go to the park… I am thankful for a hard-working husband who provides me and our kids with so many luxuries and necessities.
  • I am thankful that my first dance with Noid ever was to the “Time Warp“… and that in reality our song is “Dammit Janet!“…. is the only song we ever sing to each other… (so baby, we have a song after all!)
  • I am thankful that although I do not have medical savings left, I had enough money to pay R780 for my latest batch of medication for a sinus and chest infection I picked up straight after coming off chemo.
  • I am thankful that I have made a decision to not continue chemo after 12 dedicated weeks since it wasn’t doing anything. It is horrific and has given me a new understanding for individuals who experience life threatening illnesses. I will never think of illness the same again, and I am THANKFUL for the experience. I am richer for it, for I will now know just how tough and consuming such pain is and will be able to reach out and support others.
  • I am thankful that although I have been ill for what feels like forever, I have been able to work from home and I’m not behind. I love my job, I don’t want to lose it.
  • I am beyond thankful for the three professionals I work with, The Grim, Lady Simba and McBollywood (Yes, I gave my bosses these nicknames). They have been incredible in their support, understanding and encouragement…. I want to include others from work here, but I don’t have nicknames for them and not sure if they want public publicity, so I will just mention Trudy, QB and Jaxie 🙂 LOL Our new branch manager, our outgoing branch manager, generally just the messages I have received. I am touched and thankful more than you will ever know. I feel that I’ve made a difference in the lives of those around me and I’ve touched them somehow, as they have touched me. I am missed! Who knew? I honestly miss being in the office and the fun and laughter, hearing The Grim “sighing“…. *giggle*

The title to today’s entry is from which movie? You all just gonna give it a bit of google, so I will tell you… It’s from the movie “Evita” – sung by Madonna and gorgeous Antonio Banderas.

High flying, adored
So young, the instant queen
A rich beautiful thing, of all the talents
A cross between a fantasy of the bedroom and a saint
You were just a backstreet girl
Hustling and fighting, scratching and biting

High flying, adored
Did you believe in your wildest moments
All this would be yours
That you’d become the lady of them all?

Were there stars in your eyes
When you crawled in at night
From the bars, from the sidewalks
From the gutter theatrical
Don’t look down, it’s a long, long way to fall

High flying, adored
What happens now, where do you go from here?
For someone on top of the world
The view is not exactly clear
A shame you did it all at twenty-six
There are no mysteries now
Nothing can thrill you, no-one fulfill you

High flying, adored
I hope you come to terms with boredom
So famous so easily, so soon
It’s not the wisest thing to be

You won’t care if they love you
It’s been done before
You’ll despair if they hate you
You’ll be drained of all energy
All the young who’ve made it would agree

High flying, adored
That’s good to hear but unimportant
My story’s quite usual
Local girl makes good, weds famous man
I was stuck in the right place at the perfect time
Filled a gap, I was lucky
But one thing I’ll say for me
No one else can fill it like I can


* Picture credit:  Jeanette Verster


Friendship isn’t a big thing – it’s a million little things. (Gratitude 2/150)

My sister, Rentia put on her Face Book status that so would like a kitten. Her husband works long hours and due to her health, she is not able to work…. she is lonely by herself all day.

Now, we all know I am not big on animals, but I have a friend who is, and I thought I would just send her a message and ask if she knew of anyone who needed a home for a kitten. She did.

Lynne replied and said she did know of a kitten and that she was going to take the kitten to a haven, but hadn’t so it must be a sure sign.  🙂 

Lynne is my daughter, Victoria’s best friend, Melissa’s mom. She is giving and loving and passionate about animals. She is kind and fair, and loves my daughter.  Victoria loves visiting Lynne as there are many animals to play with and generally lots of laughter and fun. Lynne is somebody I can talk to without pretense, who laughs and CARES.

Lynne drove tonight from her home, far, far, far out of her way to take a complete stranger, my sister whom she has never met, a kitten. A kitten my sister is so excited about she went out shopping as if she was having a small baby.

Today I am thankful for friends like Lynne who will go out of their way to give to others, when there are people like me who just don’t get the animal thing and give joy to a complete stranger.

Thank you Lynne for caring, thank you for making my sister happy and giving her something to look forward to. Thank you for driving so far out of your way, just because. You are incredibly special and I appreciate deeply what you did. Thank you for loving my kids as your own, for taking time to talk to them, to share a laugh and thank you for loving animals so much that my kids don’t have to go to a petting zoo. 🙂

Dear Lynne – I love and appreciate you. Thank you. xxx

The language of friendship is not words but meanings. 

 ~Henry David Thoreau

….. and I love you so. (Gratitude 1/150)

Life is not sunshine and roses all day long. Not my life anyway. It has been harsh at times, difficult and filled with challenges and guilt I can’t seem to find a recycling bin for. I have experienced happiness in such great abundance that I feel shy to tell when I want to shout from mountain tops. Sometimes life is hiding under the covers and hoping against hope. Sometimes life is lonely in a room filled with smiling faces of people who love you and other times life is sunshine on your shoulders and laughter in the dark. It is fire and ice, extreme cold and wet, met with the scent of blossoms and freshly cut grass.

I’ve been a very fortunate person and have been loved beyond my wildest imagination all of my life. Deeply, intensely and with conviction. I’ve learned that being loved doesn’t make my demons go away, but it does help me fight knowing somebody is going to pick me up, dust me off and help me try again. I’ve learned that I need to let go of the past, live in the present and dream about the future. I’ve learned that the past has had such an intense impact of my emotional self that I am raw, broken in places and cover it up with false bravado and running away when I’m fearful. I’ve learned that I’m afraid to hurt and build high walls with ugly thorns all round so only a select few is let in…. and it harms me locked in and not letting love flow in freely. 

I’ve learned I have allot to learn….. and for that I am thankful.

….. and with that I would like to start off my gratitude journal for the next 152 days until my annual Thanksgiving function. 🙂  It is said silent gratitude is no use to anyone…. what are you grateful for today?

I am grateful Noid took my hand.

And I love you so.
The people ask me how,
How I’ve lived till now.
I tell them I don’t know.

I guess they understand
How lonely life has been.
But life began again
The day you took my hand.

And, yes, I know how lonely life can be.
The shadows follow me, and the night won’t set me free.
But I don’t let the evening get me down
Now that you’re around me.

And you love me, too.
Your thoughts are just for me;
You set my spirit free.
I’m happy that you do.

The book of life is brief
And once a page is read,
All but love is dead.
That is my belief.

And, yes, I know how loveless life can be.
The shadows follow me, and the night won’t set me free.
But I don’t let the evening bring me down
Now that you’re around me.

And I love you so.
The people ask me how,
How I’ve lived till now.
I tell them, “I don’t know.”
– Don McClean

* Picture credit:  Jeanette Verster

An ordinary day.

I promised to write my general daily routine during the week after reading Jaxie’s and Julia’s.

  • 5:30am my alarm goes off.
  • I get up anytime from then to 6:00am depending how motivated I feel, how stiff my body feels, if I am in pain, or how cold I am.
  • I brush my teeth. I am obsessed. If I wake up during the night, I brush my teeth… I easily brush my teeth twice before I leave for work.
  • I take a variety of prescribed medication.
  • Generally, I wake the kids at 5:45am.
  • First Victoria…. I open her curtains, and touch her face, she stretches and asks me to turn the light on and usually gets on with it.
  • Secondly Liam…. I touch his body which generally has very little clothing on… he pretends to get a fright every single morning when I wake him. I open the curtains and he starts complaining.
  • Thirdly Kevin… I walk in, open his curtains and tell him to get up. He generally reaches for me and squeezes my hand and says “hello mommy”.
  • Walking back, I wake Liam a second time and literally pull the covers from his bed or he doesn’t get up.
  • I go downstairs and make tea/coffee for the kids and I. (Noid is usually still asleep at the time that we leave).
  • I set out the lunches with treats and drinks for the kids and add Liam’s meds in his lunch box.
  • Sometimes I throw in rice cakes and a cool drink for myself… sometimes I leave a packet of sweets on Noid’s window wiper of his car.
  • I take out various yoghurt, fruit and cereals for breakfast or occasionally I will cook oats porridge, or scramble an egg depending how SuperMom-sih I feel and call the kids for breakfast.
  • I give Liam his morning meds. He protests and tells me how when he is big he won’t take meds. I get irritated and usually says something really helpful like ‘grow up to be an axe murderer if you wish, just swallow this now’.
  • I go upstairs and bath. Usually use the Tranquil Body Treats Grapefruit range in the morning.
  • Not the most adventurous of dressers I am ready pretty quickly thanks to a Brazilian blow out, always wearing the same jewelry and wearing mostly black clothes.
  • I apply foundation, lipstick and mascara and find glasses with a matching frames to what I am wearing.
  • I check on Liam to see if he has gotten dressed, brushed his teeth…. hasn’t climbed back in bed.
  • I again remind the kids to eat breakfast and drink their tea/coffee.
  • In the old house I use to give them tea/coffee in bed but I can’t walk upstairs carrying so many cups so they must come downstairs now.
  • I check that they packed their lunches. Usually Liam has forgotten and Kevin doesn’t want lunch anymore and eats it when he gets home. Liam may also not like what he got that day and then proceeds to either ‘steal’ a treat from one of the other kids or swap depending if he thinks they saw him or not. Hugely an argument at this point follows.
  • Kevin and I aim to be in the car by 6:40am for the school run. Kevin detest being late for anything and is very punctual and will tell you each day how much earlier or later you are than the day before.
  • I drop Liam first who gets out waving, shouting he loves me and walks like a delinquent across the road – basically like he owns the place.
  • Kevin is minimalistic and carries as little as possible. He will mumble something like cheers, love you, and have a nice day while rocking his head to whatever is playing in his earphones.
  • Victoria’s school is much further so we have more time. She who talks nonstop from the moment we drop Kevin. Sometimes we sing songs only the two of us like or she talks.Victoria always has the most bags and crap that she carries around and takes her time getting out, saying she loves me, not to forget to fetch her after school and to go kick butt at work.
  • By 7:30 I am on my way to work – listening to either 702 or country music.
  • Depending on traffic I will be there around 8:00 / 8:15. I always look for Jaxie’s car.
  • I unpack my laptop, log into the network and phone and banter with the people around me, generally keeping them from working, but in my defense they usually at least laugh.
  • I start working.
  • Back at home, Elisa our housekeeper should be arriving for work round about now…. to clean the house, wash and iron the clothes, put out school clothes for the kids for the next day,change bedding, accept deliveries and  occasionally I ask her to cook rice or mash potato or something and she prepares lunch for the kids for the next day.
  • My friend Mercia (QB) and I usually have coffee just after 9:00 while we talk crap, cry, or laugh.
  • …. then we work.
  • Sometimes I eat something from the trolley that comes round or the rice cakes in my drawer. I am not very good at packing lunch for myself or remembering about breakfast.
  • At 1pm I pack up and leave work for the school run. I usually feel a mixture of relief and exhaustion at this point.
  • On my way home I fit in as much as I can (pick up post, go to the pharmacy, buy bread and milk, put petrol in my car, have a blood test lol, whatever) before I pick up the kids. I have only 15 minutes so it has to be fast.
  • Victoria is fetched first. Usually you have to hoot, wave, act like a mad person to get her attention. She is the queen of chat.….
  • She talks all the way to Kevin school where we once again wait… I bbm him and he will explain why he is late. Usually only 5 minutes, but still.
  • We get to Liam’s school where he waves at us, introduces us to friends sitting on the pavement, tells his friends one day I will have a new car and complains about something as soon as he gets in the car. Generally he asked if I got a call from school, that it wasn’t his fault, makes sure to tell me he has already done his homework or has no homework. Oh and tells me to turn the music down ‘cause he is talking and asks almost daily if we can go out for lunch.
  • When we get home, between 2:30 and 3pm depending if anyone had extra lessons, detention etc the kids all run to the bathroom. All three have an issue with using bathrooms at school and refuses…. Thankfully we do have three toilets.
  • I generally drag myself upstairs, set up my PC and start working again immediately.
  • Kids helps themselves to something for lunch ranging from left over’s from the night before, a cup of soup, 2 minute noodles or a toasted sandwich.
  • Victoria or Liam will offer to make me tea, depending if they want something from me or not.
  • Victoria and Liam do homework…. I work in between helping with spelling and so on… and Liam well, he argues about not having any homework to do. Usually I recommend studying then for an hour or two at which point he tends to remember some or other lost piece of homework he had.
  • At 4pm Elisa leaves for the day.
  • Sometimes late afternoon I may have my nails done, or my eye brows waxed…. or colour my hair…. I go to Weigh-Less once a week… and sadly, have not exercised in weeks. 
  • On the weekends the kids go to their dad I make sure their bags are packed proper and they waiting downstairs, bathed, hair washed, teeth brushed – the works.
  • Round 4h30pm Victoria and Liam head for the park or riding bikes around the estate. Something they would never have been allowed to do at our old place. I so love living here.
  • I work till about 5pm before I go looking for what to cook for supper. Kev use to help out lots with cooking but these days he studies.
  • I carry my phone with me and answer mails as I cook. I hate feeling like I am not on top of things at work.
  • I close all the curtains downstairs and lock the back door.
  • Once dinner is cooking /baking/boiling I go back upstairs and work some more.
  • Victoria and Liam are home round 5h30pm at which time the bath routine starts.
  • Kevin does his own thing, homework, bathing, watching TV and I don’t micro manage him. He kicks ass academically, he comes home from parties and doesn’t do anything hugely bad, so I trust him to be proper and he doesn’t really have a bed time anymore.
  • There are nights (especially chemo days) I have asked either Kevin to cook or Noid to pick up something for supper.
  • I set out the cups for the morning tea/coffee the night before.
  • I also set out the bowls and spoons and cereals for the next morning the night before.
  • Sometimes I bath again….. or check blogs/face book etc.
  • Dinner is usually eaten at 7h30pm. Noid doesn’t come home at a set time, so I try to coincide dinner with Noid’s homecoming.
  • We watch a TV program together while eating (yes, not very family life-like) and chat in between. Sometimes the kids watch with us, sometimes not, depending on the program.
  • I put Liam and Victoria in bed at 8:30pm.
  • Sometimes I may watch more TV with Noid and other times I will read in bed or bath or work.
  • When I come to the bedroom I put our electric blankets on.
  • Generally by 11:00 or so I am lights out. Noid often still watches TV when I go to bed.
  • I take a variety of prescribed medication so I wake up less like a stiff job.
  • My medication makes me sleepy which is great because without meds I don’t sleep….. regardless I still wake up a couple of times a night.
  • Always brush my teeth anytime I wake up and occasionally will check on the kids.
  • Not unusual for me to check face book, e-mails or twitter in the middle of the night….or even pay accounts if it is pay-day.
  • Then we do it all again tomorrow…… unless it’s a weekend with or without kids…. then it all changes.

Review: Tranquil Body Treats ~ Oily Skin Clay Mask

As one does, in the middle of watching TV, I had a sudden urge for a bit of a clay mask. I had to have it at once.

Right, up until now I have been using the wee bottle of mask that Leigh-Ann makes that requires a good shake, or stir. No James Bond appears in your bathroom however. (For research purposes may I just mention I would choose the Sean Connory version if anyone ever did come up with such a product….)

Leigh-Ann is always looking to improve our products and did great research which I am sure took quite a bit of time and redesigned the mask into a powder form that the consumer, that would be me, then mixes with either milk or rose water. Smashing!

Being a tad common and Catholic on Fridays, I knew rose water was not holy water…thus stealing water from a church was out of the question (….and I only know one Catholic church in Germiston, forgive me Father, en so ….so distance is an issue), I had to settle on milk.

Distance being an issue, as mentioned, I chose the long life milk in our ‘hotel’… (A tea and coffee with kettle and cup station set up in our bedroom since the distance downstairs require a love of climbing stairs. A love I don’t love.).

Poor Leigh-Ann…all that time, effort and research and her dedicated distributor does not know what rose water is and does her thing with long life milk. Full cream mind you.

Okay, so I read the clear instructions on how to mix the mask and I am thinking to myself this isn’t for me.

I was all for the James Bond version of this product when a gorgeous aroma strikes me. Honestly have never smelled such a lovely smell in a clay mask. I don’t know what it is, but is fantastic… fresh.

I mix, mix in the same container I mix my hair colour in, thinking how frugal I am. Very unlike me my husband will confirm.

I give my face a proper coating because I made wayyy toooo much mistaking the size of my face with my ass.

Usually I would then subject my teenage children to my disasters be it burned food or clay masks in this instance but they are with their Dad, so my husband was the next best victim.

I immediately attacked him with left over clay mask and he protested bitterly and fought me off him as only a biltong loving, brandy drinking, testosterone South African man who stole one of my pink fluffy pair of socks I got for my birthday can. Eventually we laughed so much it could have been an odd kind of foreplay!

The mask was glorious. It smells divine, it made us laugh and it comes in a huge container making it, I think, one of our most cost effective products. I am very impressed!

As you will observe I tried to keep a very straight face for the picture to look professional and all, while the man in the hands you may recognise by his wedding ring as my husband. The mask appears as itself and is sold at R110 per large container.

Place your orders and do let me know if your container came with as much fun as mine!

Blessed, lucky, fortunate – whatever you choose – THIS I AM

  • We had a most spectacular family photo shoot and 38th, going on 14 birthday picnic at the JHB Zoo with a Giraffe theme (my favourite animal) this past Saturday. There are naturally also pictures on Face Book. I cannot wait to get the actual disc of pictures from the talented Jenty. We have decided to blow up some pictures to hang up at home, it is going to look fantastic!
  • It was touch and go there for a few days with the weather being horrid, but on the day of the shoot and picnic – beautiful sunny highveld skies. I am hugely thankful.
  • Thank you to everyone who came, for all the lovely gifts (for actually believing me when I said I would like socks lol) and for my husband who totally spoiled me with a new laptop. 🙂 Yay! I love you!
  • Also, wanted to thank dear Jax (and Connor) who stepped up when Danielle became ill (hope you better now babe) and couldn’t bake me a giraffe cake. I can’t bake to save my life and no home industry would bake me a cake for the next morning! Thank you my friend for coming to my rescue with the gorgeous purple giraffe cake and flower cupcakes (that was purple inside). 🙂 I loved it.
  • The kids are all doing well. Writing exams which is a pain in the ass as the schools close at different times and the kids have to be fetched at odd times.
  • Nic (our eldest one son who is in university) came to visit for the weekend and spent some extra days with us this week. What a lovely kid he is and how thankful I am that his Mom shares him with us with such grace. My favourite x wife even sent me lovely gift with a giraffe gift bag!!!!  Thanks Cal. Thank you Nic for fetching the kids for me when I wasn’t feeling good, I really appreciate it. Nic is enjoying his studies and his music – both of which I encourage him greatly. He is the most calming influence and has the most laid back attitude, to the point of wanting to give him a kick up the ass at times hehehehehe. I am glad we also had some time to really chat. Nic is the most gentle of souls and there is nothing not to love. 
  • Darling Kevin is confident his matric mid-year exams are going well and he does study proper. He is forever asking me to print study notes and he has taken matric very seriously and as I already blogged made the top 10 in his school this term. Kev has found himself a girlfriend. I worry because I don’t want a girl influencing his mood, nor take focus away from his exams – but such is life and I am happy he found someone to love. Everyone needs someone to love. He is a kick ass kid and I am hugely proud of him in all ways.
  • Liam James off course doesn’t know when he is writing what and needs constant reminding this is not a game where he gets a free pass. He doesn’t seem greatly interested in studying, nor making subject choices for next year. Is like ‘whatever man!” Oi vey! He is far more interested in exploring the estate we live in and building ramps for his trick bike or jumping on the trampoline. May I remind you the young man is 15? not 5? He is a funny nutter, but I love him…. although I frequently want to velcro him to the wall.
  • Victoria is doing slightly better at school… and her teacher is no longer suggesting she is depressed. Victoria had a hard time letting go of the old house and moving but she is now settled. She is paying more attention to her school work but not enough as far as I am concerned.  I am not always great at checking every detail, maybe because Kev is such a breeze and Liam James, well, according to him he has never had homework in all of his school career you know. LOL We sending Victoria for extra Afrikaans lessons ’cause she sucks at it, which I feel responsible for since I didn’t raise bi-lingual kids and I am very proudly Afrikaans. Kevin’s Afrikaans is awesome, which I credit my soul mate, Melany with. Not even an accent but both Liam James and Victoria, mmmmmm. Victoria also rides her bike on a daily basis now which I am grateful for since the poor kid has no co-ordination for sport. Some physical exercise is great. Victoria makes a mean cup of tea and since I set up a ‘hotel‘ (a tray with kettle and coffee/tea goodies) in our room (anything to avoid climbing the stairs as my sister Rentia said) she loves to make me some. Love her so lots.
  • Douglas and Jenna-Lee I am not involved with school wise but they seem perfectly okay and well-adjusted when they visit. They also LOVE the parks in the estate and lots of time is spent at the trampoline. Jenna helped me open my birthday gifts with great excitement but seemed really confused as to why I wanted socks for my birthday. 🙂 Douglas and I chat a bit more heart to heart generally, but I was most surprised when Jenna came to lie with me on Friday night and just started chatting away about all that is happening in her life. I love them both and find them very sweet and always kind towards me.
  • My husband is doing well at work and have been invited to participate in another leadership type something. I don’t always know what is what, ’cause he is always into something (like Liam hehehehe) but he is doing very well and continues to kick ass. He has been quite the handyman around here also and we are loving the house. My illness is causing him great frustration ’cause he can’t just fix it…. It is his 40th birthday next month, so there is a party in the planning. All our kids will be here and his siblings from Cape Town. I am very thankful for all the big and small things he does for me and I do love him very much – especially when I am bloody difficult to live with when in pain.
  • Besides a weekend in Cape Town in August to celebrate Noid’s mom’s 60th, we have no other travel coming up which I am just fine with. Our house feels like we on holiday anyway as Victoria says…. we just need maybe somebody to cook? heheheh I was wondering if I should suggest we do something in December, but I truly feel no need to go anywhere, nor see anyone.
  • With my job situation sorted, I am MUCH, HUGELY happier and hugely thankful. I do worry because my illness has kept me off work more than I would have hoped or liked.  I have tried hard to keep all updated and to give it a good go. It is a scary prospect for me that my work may feel I can’t cut it. I hope they don’t give up on me just yet.
  • The best way to treat Ankylosing Spondylitis I have decided is not to have it at all! Seriously. This week the chemo hit me for a six and I seriously just wanted to crawl in a corner and cry. Okay, instead I crawled into my bed with the electric blanket and cried –  but you get my point.
  • Yesterday was the worst I had ever felt on the medication. It felt like my insides wanted to leave my body via my mouth. My stomach was so sore as if it was pulling itself into a ball.  Besides this, my back is incredibly sore. It feels like an axe is lodged right between my shoulder blades and is staying there, matched by a lower back pain. This pain is not present all the time, but yesterday was fucking BAD.
  • In desperation, last night I went on a googling mission to see about other patients and how they deal with the most common side effect nausea… I got some tips  that I will try this coming week and I hope it lessons the blow because I’m starting to seriously dread Tuesdays.
  • I feel extreme fatigue, i.e. the thought of taking a bath seems like a concept I don’t even want to consider… and my quality of life right now, I am questioning a bit. I am tired, all the time, I am sore in some place in my body almost all the time, it just depends where and how much…. I want to sleep at 8pm which impacts on my time with Noid who only leaves work at 6pm.  
  • Besides the above pain crap, my anxiety is doing okay, bi-polar is quite centered, sounding zen hey? 🙂 I’m doing fine (I think).
  • My Tranquil Body Treat sales is very low this month…. doesn’t excite me as I seriously wanted to keep my distributor of the Month legacy alive and well, since my name has featured every month since I started selling last year!
  • Hope that was a good general update. Anything else you wanted to know about I have not covered?

I wish you enough,


The greatest wealth is health.


What is the first thought that comes to mind when you hear the word? For me, it was cancer. I think of woman especially with no hair, looking thin and gaunt – did I mention the no hair bit? 

What I have learned over the past few weeks is that chemo is used to treat a variety of illnesses, not just cancer. I have Ankylosing spondylitis – a delightful chronic inflammatory rheumatic disease-causing inflammation of the joints, followed by the bones fusing together over time. The illness is not curable, but managed. Sounds dead sexy hey?

The medication I am on, is prescribed to treats breast, skin and lung cancers , lupus, arthritis, the inflammation of blood vessels as well as being a disease-modifying drug.  It can take 8 weeks to 12 weeks or even 6 months of treatment for full benefit to be realized. I’m on week 10.

You may or may not vomit, you may or may not lose your hair, you may or may not get ulcers in your mouth, you may or may not get flu like symptoms constantly, you may or may see a change in your weight, you may or may not feel exhausted beyond belief, you may or may not a million things it seems… and so the list of side effects continue.

The medication can cause serious or life-threatening side effects on your liver, lungs, kidneys, and bone marrow (immune system) and therefore, regular organ testing, especially kidney and liver tests are very important. Becoming pregnant is a complete HUGE NO, so lucky Noid had the vasectomy as I am not giving up sex as well!!! – especially not now that I am not allowed any alcohol whatsoever,  not even a Strawberry Daiquiri!

 On a huge positive, my blood tests have shown no damage to my organs, I do have less pain but still have specific areas that hurt more than others (like my right hand, my left hip etc) – it is getting better and more manageable however, so I do feel the medication is doing its thing…… although it is a VERY slow process as the doctor warned me it would be.  

I still have hair and I hope I have done enough good in my life that the universe at large will conspire to let me keep it… besides the hair and the smile… what would Wenchy be?

PS. Kinda pisses me off that I am not gaunt looking and thin. Dammit. Just thin then.

sunrise, sunrise

It is my birthday in 7 days.

I miss my friend Vicky who lives in America.

Noid bought me a birthday gift I am not allowed to touch until my birthday! It is awesome!!!!

My party is this coming Saturday at 10:30am. I am looking forward to it! Hope everyone remembers their picnic food, drinks and blankets to sit on. I hope we don’t freeze our balls off {been listening to too much Billy Connolly lately} I made gorgeous party packs, yes, for the adults with a small something for the kids.

We having a family photo shoot next weekend since we will all be together. Wonder how Jenty is gonna love so many of us!!

Told the kids all to bring three outfits. One all black, one supporting a favourite sports team and one whatever they feel describe them best. I think Liam James may pose nude. Just saying. Yay!! I got the crazy ass kid!! Noid bought me kick ass purple tekkies I am gonna use.

I had my porn nails done on Friday and my toes painted, not that anyone will see my toes…. My second Brazilian blow out is booked with dear Michelle this week, so I can look fantastic. Well, as good as possible anyway!

You will all be proud. Never underestimate the power of a bi-polar Gemini with persistence! A girl who will nag until you wanna head for the silence in graveyards. My problems at work has been solved. Grateful doesn’t begin to describe my intense thanksgiving.

Especially to Noid who believed and QB who listened, offered to help hide bodies and my superiors whom I hope realised I could be more productive if I wasn’t having suicidal thoughts, or thoughts about stabbing specific people with my standard issue orange scissors in the neck.

My health issues continue and organ tests returned with encouraging results. My body is coping well. Another three months chemo has been prescribed, will see the doctor again then for more tests and see where we go from there.

My Tranquil Body Treats sales are soooo poor this month! Even with a fabulous selection of specials. Please, be kind….. I could loose my Distributor of the month title and that would be horrible.

My sock drive has not been very successful. I got one pair from the lovely Cat with a sweet card, cute and lovely! Thank you my friend, now the rest of you, please get cracking….. I can’t wear the same socks daily. 😛

What else have I not updated you on? Any questions dear reader?

I wish you a generosity of spirit and persistence.