Hello there,
Well, I'd like to say I'd been up to all sorts of adventures but I haven't. But I've had a very nice couple of days, doing walks, doing some weights, feeling myself getting fitter all the time, I'm feeling very positive, or trying to at least. It's funny, I really don't think about dying or this thing getting me in the end, I can only see getting through it in time. It may take a long time but I don't see myself falling apart. Maybe it's the youth thing that helps me maintain that attitude, if I had this at a much older age I suppose I might be a lot more accepting of what it entailed but no matter what I'm told I believe something good will happen to me. I obviously could be very very wrong about that but so long as I feel good and healthy in the present then the future will hold what it holds. It's only a couple of days until my scan now, I live in fear of it but also in hope, who knows what news may come but the fact my liver levels were down last time and I feel so good in myself surely must be a positive thing but I won't get my hopes up, they've been punctured too many times in the past!
I've had some lovely walks in the autumn sun with the missus, when winter hits I'd love to go for a walk along the Leas in South Shields, when it's bitterly cold and windy. I always used to love walking the dogs with my mam along there, the wind almost cutting you in half before going down in to the little bay that we called frenchmans bay but it isnt (It has the little boat garage and launch) for some respite from the elements. Sat on the shore throwing stones in the sea for the dogs, relaxing, before ascending to face the fierce wind again. Having a long walk with the icy air filling your lungs and your ears burning from the cold. Finally getting back to the car and warming up with your ears still burning for a while afterwards as they warmed up last. Great stuff.
I need a big fart. Or maybe a shit. |
