3 weeks today my boy gets married - wow! I will become a mother-in-law. Sounds all a bit too grown up for me. I remember him as a little boy so clearly, asking us to call him pot-shell and rushing around with a backpack on his back, crying because his fish had died and Chloe was asking to dig him up to see his bones, loving all things Thomas and calling himself Cha-cha until he went to nursery when he turned into Josh, never drinking milk at home but always drinking it at nursery, asking if I could just come to school and sit in the classroom just so i was near, arranging his birthday presents on his pillow and sleeping with them there. I am very proud of the man he has become and the choices he has made. I am SO looking forward to his wedding day and seeing him make life promises to Debz. I am SO grateful to be here to be part of his day.

I am feeling better this weekend as the effects of the chemo lessen. I am beginning to have more energy at last.

Chloe arrived home yesterday morning and deposited 3 years of accumulated stuff in our front room, had a bath, lunch and a chat and then went off for the weekend with Ed!

Dialysis on my own today. Maybe more lining and needling.