Phew!

Yesterday was Day 28 of my Yoga Challenge raising funds for Cancer Research – phew! Nearly there!! And in my little group just three stalwarts remain….. here’s us and our teacher, looking pretty pleased with ourselves.

After the early morning session at 7.30 a.m. I toddled off to my normal yoga somatics session at 9.15 with Jaime, so it felt like wall-to-wall yoga yesterday.

I was tired though and by lunchtime I fell asleep on the sofa. Someone at the door woke me up – a ring-a-ding-a-ling – but I felt so lousy that I thought I’d just have another hour laying on the bed…. hahahaha……I came back downstairs just after five o’clock, having been asleep all afternoon.

John, on the other hand, was busy in the garage once more, tinkering with his car. He is very pleased with what he’s done and came in to say, “It’s ready for viewing!” It’s not actually working yet though, with the engine stubbornly refusing to fire up, but I think it’s beginning to look pretty. When it’s pretty enough, I’ll post a photo.

We were up early this morning but not for early yoga; John had to be at the hospital for 7.30 ready for his prostate biopsy. We got there on time and he was welcomed in.

My blood pressure was raised however, by the nurses telling John to remove his Covid-killing mask and put on one of their flimsy blue ones. I tried to explain that the ones we’d got were definitely safer, being FPP2s and antiviral, but their response was, “We don’t know where they’ve been.”

Ha! They’ve been in a just-opened, individually sealed, cellophane wrap in a box…… unlike the blue ones they had that were generally milling about in an open-to-the-air box at the entrance to the unit. John told me not to argue…… but I wasn’t half cross.

We expected John to be in hospital overnight, having had a general anaesthetic. By lunchtime, I thought I ought to try and find out what was happening so that I could take his overnight case in to him. I had no luck getting hold of anyone though and was just about to try phoning for a third time when John phoned me. He sounded very bright and cheerful.

“All done,” he said, “and I didn’t have a general anaesthetic. I had an epidural instead. So you can bring my things now.” Righty-ho! And off I went.

I wasn’t allowed to visit, however. “I’ll take his bag to him,” said the nurse, “but I think he might be discharged today.” Well, I had wondered whether that might the case, being as he sounded so good. “I’ll find out.” she went on. And sure enough, yes, John would be discharged – but not until later on. Ah….. you mean I’ll have to go home and come back again? She nodded.

Anyway – the ol’ man is home and seemingly none the worse for having been poked and prodded today. Phew…..we are both relieved it went well. Just got wait and see what they say about the results now.

I know the fund-raising may not help John’s situation, but I am pleased to be doing something towards cancer research. There’s too much of it about, with news almost every day of someone we know, or know of, dealing with this pernicious disease.

If you are so inclined, please consider prayers or positive vibes for all those who are suffering with this illness right now. Just knowing that someone is thinking of you helps.

Take care everyone. God bless.