Tag: cancer

Here’s to \ensure\ you’re as stressed as you can be.

I’m going to tell you something really exciting. Ready? The Brisbane Comedy Festival is coming to the Powerhouse for another year (and I haven’t been well enough to go since 2015!), and the Sit Down Comedy Fringe Festival is debuting for the first time. I’m excited about both. So excited about the Powerhouse, that I’ve fit three shows into two nights and I’m going to stay in an apartment in the city to make things easier. Each night I’m going with a different couple of friends, and one of them I haven’t seen for years, so we’re having a catch up and it’s going to be great. What better to do together than take in a little live standup?

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Triple shot

Today has been THE day. I spent until 2pm in bed. I bought new linen @ Adairs yesterday (I highly recommend the Linen Lovers club, if you’re an, ahem, linen lover, like me) and today I had NO appointments, no friends to meet, nothing to get done- so I spent all day in bed, except for when I had to get up to go to my Dad’s birthday dinner this evening. He chose a local place, we got a table next door to the childrens room, I had a subsequent couple of ciders- all was good. It was okay.

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Pod Carnage

A lot has happened since I last posted. I am deteriorating but I’m going to focus on the good things that have happened in the last month or so, not the sad things (like the fact I didn’t get a porg for Christmas.)

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Nespresso and love

The last few weeks have been brutal. I’ve been struggling immensely and trying to hold it all together for my family, who are not well at all themselves.

Mum has finally come through the bad patch after her last round of chemo, I think. We are getting more stuff done together. Yesterday, especially. We crashed in the afternoon and didn’t finish what we’d wanted to do, but looking back, we still got a lot done!

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VAST

The past few days have been really busy and a couple of days ago I was crying and numb all over the place, I just couldn’t help it, but with help from Mum I seem to have picked myself up a bit.

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