Aunty Wendy came to visit on Saturday with her and M Kaz’s mother and while M Sooz had a nap (she had already been out to breakfast with Aunty M and M Kaz), they went down to the Broadwater for a drink and a look at the water. There were a few pelicans there as well because it was coming on to the Pelican Feeding Time but they didn’t stay until then because they hurried back to Jannie so they could collect M Sooz and go off to Yum Cha. I don’t know why they don’t bring any home for me. Everyone knows I love green beans, chicken wings, pork buns, steamed rice and … well, I like just about everything those Mummies bring home for me.
Can you believe that since I took that new friend in to M Sooz in bed, she’s been taking things in there as well. I can’t tell you how surprised M Kaz was when she found a handful of strawberries in her bed. Or how even more surprised she was when Aunty Wendy told her she had found a Mandarin in her bed. Must be a Gemini thing said Aunty Wendy.
M Sooz had her next/last chemotherapy treatment on Tuesday – it was supposed to be on Monday but her platelets weren’t quite behaving themselves when they did the blood test last Friday so they did another on Monday to see if they could go ahead. They could, but because she also needed to do a blood transfusion they decided to do it all on the Tuesday (with an early start). The treatment really does knock her around. As M Kaz transcribes this for me, I am on M Sooz’s recliner, just keeping an ear out to make sure she’s okay.
M Kaz has been going down to the Broadwater in the mornings to take her sunrise and Pelican shots. I’ve been enjoying helping her go through the shots … or, I think it would be truer to say that I have been enjoying watching her going through the shots. And watching her think about the Gold Coast Show that’s on this weekend – and liqourice show bags. Mmmmm … liquorice. I probably won’t get any of that either. Grrrrrr.
Did someone say “growl”? M Kaz has been a bit short some evenings. I’m not sure if it’s because she hasn’t been sleeping well or because I need to have my nails seen to or because I’m so darned persistent or something else completely. Sometimes a Nigey never knows. That doesn’t stop me sleeping on her bed, or her or between her knees … or on M Sooz’s bed or. In one of my many many boxes.
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