Father’s Day, which 2/3 of our children basically forgot. The one with a job hastily threw money at the problem… literally. The one without went for the time old classic “it’s lost in the post” oh his great great great great grandfather would be proud. Apparently the old ones are the good uns including with
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Last night I slept through the night for the first time I can remember unmedicated (there have been short periods of time across Charlotte’s cancer journey where I’ve used sleeping pills) No shame about it either). Anyway I have in my mid 40s accepted waking usually a couple of times a night as part of
Morning Well it’s safe to say my digestive tract has noticed the extra fibre. I won’t go into too much detail but don’t want to be too far from a toilet at the mo. I’m sure that will settle down. Today is an exciting one, I’m having the tattoo of the Goddess Isis on my
I slept for 11 hours last night. I think I needed it too. I didn’t really sleep the night before I rarely do the night before Charlotte seeing the oncologist and there are other stresses going on that I can’t talk about here. But boy did I sleep last night! Partly helped by it being
Today was a check up for my daughter, she’s now on 6 monthly oncology appointments and 3 years into remission. You would think that means she’s pretty much out of the woods but after her cancer diagnosis she tested positive for a PTEN gene disorder and along with other markers was diagnosed with Cowden Syndrome.