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Off to my next check-up in twenty minutes, will update as/when I get home.. keep ‘em crossed!

We thought we’d try stuffing Sam into a smallish cardboard box just for a laugh (no, honestly it’s not abuse!) and surprisingly he fitted in quite well - he wasn’t best impressed though, but it did make us laugh for a good while

I am expecting a call from Social Services any time now…

Well it’s just over a week till my next check-up and I am already getting worried and more than a little scared - can I be really lucky and have a second consecutive stay of execution? After the last check-up, where I was told I was “looking good” the best I can hope for is that nothing has changed/grown/appeared in me and they’ll want to see me in another four months

I find that, when I get into times like this, I start listening to older/heavier music and it really calms me down - maybe it’s an outlet for my frustrations and inner anger at my situation I don’t know. Maybe it’s taking me back to times when I was younger and life was so much healthier. Not that would change any of my life now, apart from the Big C thing so maybe it’s me regressing to a time when I was healthy and didn’t constantly worry on every little ache and pain.

Right now the stereo is taking a bashing with some old Ozzy, makes the hairs on my neck stand up!

Off to see  “The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian” at noon today, we sat and re-watched “The Lion, witch and the wardrobe” the other day in preparation.. I can’t wait.

Back of our hols last Friday, we had a really good time and all came back refreshed and chilled out - I’ll post more when I have the motivation to post :p

EDIT: to continue.. we had a wicked time, got the train to wareham and then taxi’d to the holiday park in under two hours. We had a mooch around the site for the first couple of days taking it easy and just chilling, then on the Wednesday we go the train into Bournemouth and hit the Oceanarium for some serious shark action

Thursday the in-laws met up with us and we went to Poole, taking a boat ride around the harbour for an hour or so - it was cool apart from the fact it was blowing a gale and I was pretty cold!

Friday we came home, it was a shame to have to come back as I felt so chilled out whilst down there. Again it was a taxi/train journey but H’s parents had taken our large suitcase home with them so we didn’t have to take that.

Photos can be seen on my Flickr page .

Well, finally sold the car (seeing as I can’t drive at the moment) and I feel really gutted, really emasculated I sold it to my brother, Steve, and I know it is going to a good home so that’s not the worry. It’s just another nail in my coffin (so to speak) for the Marc of “old” - compare me now to the me of a year ago and I am not the same person.

On a different note I had my scan today and have to wait until July for the results.. I have had a wicked headache all day today, so I am watching the France v Italy game then going to bed

Tomorrow at 11am is my next scan, no big shakes but  it’s the precursor to me finding out what my immediate future holds. I am completely shit-scared and can’t think straight today. Like I say, tomorrow isn’t the day I get the news but it is the first link in the chain isn’t it. I have to wait until July 11th to get the results and find out what’s going on (if anything) in that head of mine.

I think that over the past couple of months we have gradually gotten used to a *relatively* normal life and not worrying too much about that black cloud hanging on the horizon. I thas been nice not having to worry about every little pain and ache to see if it was to progress to anything more major. Now we are back in the hospital loop (scan/check up) it all comes flooding back and I think if the news this time isn’t good it is going to hit me/us a lot harder that it did last time. I think last time we couldn’t quite take it all in, and now having these last three months or so of lesser worry levels, a shot of bad news is going to sting us all badly.

Fingers crossed.

It was a fantastic day out, my brother and a friend came along too and we spent hours just drooling over guitars..

Guthrie Govan was playing with Billy Sheehan, that was a widdlefest and a half!

Paul Gilbert was cool, he played such a good set I think he was the best of the day by far (didn’t get to see Malmsteen though). He played to a backing cd so it was just him on stage.

We queued for nigh on an hour to try to get Satriani’s autograph at the Vox stand but ran out of time.. my brother tried using my current ill health situation to move us up the queue with the Vox staff but they were unable to help; I did get given a couple of free t-shirts though !
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