Lucky Seven
I’ve reached the 7 day mark and this makes me not nearly half as hot or half as dangerous, in terms of radioactivity at least! I feel so lucky with my treatment because I’ve had no symptoms but I [Read More]
The 3 R’s
The first thing I think of when I wake up is that we should have been going to Perth today for Steve and Stace’s wedding. But we’re not. As bitter a pill as this is to swallow, I take some comfort in [Read More]
Hard Habits To Break?
I survive another night without experiencing a word tsunami. Maybe I’m running out of things to say but whatever the reason, I’m just relieved to be slipping into a near normal sleep pattern. I [Read More]
Summer Haze
I’m so relieved to have gotten through the night without experiencing a word tsunami. I don’t know whether it’s because I slept all night or because I’m pumped to the max with thyroxin, or a healthy [Read More]
Separate Lives
Waking up is like being in a fairytale, namely “Sleeping Beauty.” It feels like I’ve slept for a hundred years and that I could sleep for a hundred more. But as it is, I call it quits and get up at [Read More]
Homeward Bound
Today is an auspicious day, not least because it’s my mum-in-law’s birthday – Many Happy Returns Maureen – and of course, it’s a pretty cool calendar date, 11.11.11 but it’s also the day I get to go [Read More]
Radioactive Girl
Despite having no nana nap and going to sleep late (so many movies and so little time!) I’m still hit by a word tsunami at the usual time. These word tsunamis are getting to be precision timed – [Read More]
A Room With A View
I wake up bright, early and bushy tailed. It’s another glorious day in sunny Sydney and a great day for a mini break – albeit a radioactive one. What with all the midnight word tsunamis and my [Read More]
The Kitchen Terrorist
There was another Word Tsunami about 2am. I don’t know what that’s all about. All these wee hour ramblings. Anyway, not only was I up half the night hitting the keys but then I woke up at 6.30! My [Read More]
Cat Yawning
Geraldine the surgeon’s secretary must be a soothsayer. She said I’d get more tired as the days went by and boy, was she right! The Endo said I’d feel shitty, and although I wouldn’t go quite that [Read More]
