Thursday, 3 February 2011

Stormy Weather

Sometimes I feel that all I do is complain about the weather - I hated the snow as I was stuck in the house, I don't like rain as it makes my eye make up run down my face, I hate the sun as I get so burnt and I hate storms as I always think we'll have a power cut and run out of matches. Today has been rather stormy and the title song from the film 'Stormy Weather' has been stuck in my head. Unfortunately, I only know the chorus so it's been getting rather repetitive. I have stayed in the house all day which is the first time in ages. I had a rubbish sleep last night so I've not really been in the mood to do much.

We had an e-mail from the Prof yesterday saying that I'm expected for my next round of high dose on 27th February. I need to get lots of tests again but they can be arranged up here. I'm quite pleased to have an actual date for it, it feels like something to work towards and get ready for. I've been getting very frustrated having nothing to do and at least I can focus on this. Also, I'm glad it hasn't been sprung up on me last minute and we have some time to prepare. He phoned last night to see how I am and he seems to be quite happy with my progress.

The past week has been quite busy really. I've been getting very fed up so I'm trying to keep myself entertained. Last Friday it was Grace and Sarah's 'P' party, in which everyone had to come dressed up as something beginning with the letter P. We (Rona, Teenie, Alice and myself) decided to go as The Plastics from Mean Girls. I don't think many people knew who we were but we thought it was funny!

Cat and ML were Party animals and did the facepaint themselves - very impressive eh?

William was a panda... Lol.

This is a snap with the cousins who were present at the party - here we have 3 Plastics, a Peacock, a Punk and a Psycho. Lovely.

Yesterday I met Ruth and Ally for lunch at Ruth's work and it was great to have a catch up/gossip. We're a bunch of blosers. In the evening David and Olwen popped in to say 'hello' which was nice. Today I dug out a lot of piano books and tried to work my way through them. My hands are definitely a lot better than they were a few weeks ago. One thing the prof said yesterday was to expect that my hands and feet will get even worse after the next round of high dose and they could take a couple of years to heal. I don't think I had estimated it would be that long. Anyway, I attempted some pieces today. I am still struggling with scales - I tried the Scarlatti piece I played for my Grade 8 exam and found it very difficult. There are a lot of semiquaver runs and accidentals - I have forgotten most of the second half so it was just like sight reading! I used to love Regina Spektor and found some sheet music for one of my favourite songs, Raindrops. It has a beautiful melody and I love playing the piano part. Oh well blah blah blah.

Tomorrow is my cousin Rosanna's birthday ceilidh. I don't think I will be participating in any dances but I'm looking forward to it. Auntie Sheana and co are also coming down for the event so it will be great to see them. I'm also debating about which wig to wear.. Hmmm.. I think I will wear a blue dress (I know, shocking eh?) so maybe the white wig. We shall see.

I always end up writing nonsense on this so apologies to all reading. I don't generally think about what I'm writing, it kind of just spurts out... Quite like my conversation then. I'm going to go back to my book and maybe get a cup of tea - oh yes, exciting afternoon in Uddingston! I might also source some matches in case my fears of a power cut become realised...

1 comment:

  1. Not knowing what and when things are happening are very off setting! I can imagine you are kind of relieved to know when you have to go back. And maybe a little happy too that you are home on your birthday?