Surprisingly, there have been quite a few highlights this past week – firstly, Yotie was maths superstar of the week! He came home with his sticker and was super proud of his achievement. We popped the sticker on the fridge and he acted as though it was nothing when Gav got home. “Yeah, I was good at maths this week” he said.
On Sunday, although I couldn’t go [and we all know how I feel about soft play places anyway] to Jens’ friend’s birthday party, Gav took all of the boys to enjoy some time at the soft play birthday location for a few hours to burn off some cabin fever, and then they came home and shared the birthday cake Jens had been given.
Amazingly, one day after referral from my GP, my hospital appointment arrived for this week. I’m so hoping they can fix me and they’ll know just exactly what’s going on in my head.
More hospital news – my dad, diagnosed with spinal cancer this year, has had a check-up following his radiotherapy and chemotherapy and various hospital stays at the hands of fevers this Winter, and the tumour has shrunk from 3.5 to 2.5cm, so we’re delighted – and the news came just in time for Mom’s 65th birthday. We couldn’t make it to see her, but we sent some flowers, and had already left her present with her, all wrapped up, last time we visited.
This balance issue isn’t fun at all. I’m like a drunk sailor on board a ship in a storm. Even when still, my body is throwing itself backward and forward. I’m feeling sick, my head throbs and I want to curl up in a ball. I’m terrified that there’s actually something wrong with my brain and not just my ear.
Not being able to celebrate with Mom – being where we are, we miss out on every family celebration which makes me sad more now that the boys are growing up.