Being A Kitten Wears Me Out!

It is such a hard life being a kitten.  All that playing, all that eating, all that exploring.  A man has got to get his rest and Leo is no exception.  He is sixteen weeks old now and just like a baby he will suddenly crash out.

The skies opened, the rain came hard and heavy accompanied by thunder.  Many parts of England and Ireland have suffered bad flooding.  So there has been no sitting in the garden the last couple of days.  We have had light rain this morning and the temperature has dropped considerably.  Quite a strong and chilly breeze as well.

I am continuing to have problems.  The armpit is slowly getting better but the other day the skin split under my radiated breast and started weeping.   I cannot tell you how painful it is.  I saw my own doctor.  He thought it might be a fungal infection and prescribed cream.  Oh, the stinging when I applied that!  I was not happy with it so I rang the nurse at the oncology clinic and she was very helpful.  She said she thought it was more likely to be a combination of being run down, sweat rash and skin being tender from radiation.  There is no way I can get the air to it  (it is right underneath the breast) without standing on my head - and I could not even do that as a kid.  Air is the best healer for any kind of wound so, obviously it is going to take longer to recover than other places would.

She said bathe it in tepid water three times per day and just keep a dressing on it.  Honestly, since March there has not been a time when I have not had one dressing or the other in various places.  I am so sick of it.  I thought the day I finished my radiotherapy  was the end of my troubles for a while.  Wrong!

Anyway, if it gets any worse she said to ring her and she would make me an appointment at the oncology clinic.  I thought I was done with these places until October.  So, I am not very happy at the moment. In fact I am very down.  It may seem a trivial thing compared to what I have been through but it is so painful and sore and is worrying me because it is on the affected breast and there is always the chance of infection.

Anyway, it is the weekend and there is nobody available to have another look at it.  So, I shall just follow her advice and hope it does the trick.  Fingers crossed and praying hard. That is all I can do.

The skies just opened again while I was typing the above.  No chance of getting any washing out.  On the positive side, it will water the garden so we need not do that.

Little Leo is a delight as you can imagine and he does make me smile even when I feel as low as I do right now.  His latest trick is to sit on the arm of a chair and when the dogs go by, he leaps onto their backs.  They are very good natured and just put up with it.  

Becky and family returned from holiday last night so we shall be seeing them tomorrow.  They said they had the journey from hell home, road works, hold-ups, rain.  They were glad to back indoors after all those hours on the road.  They went to some of our favourite places and oh how Mike and I wish we could have been with them.

Well, there is not much else to write about.  I shall do a bit of housework and as I cannot get into the garden, I shall either continue with my reading or shall catch up on some t.v. programmes we have recorded.  Why is it that for weeks you get endless rubbish on the t.v. and then all the good programmes come together?  Still, at least nowadays we can capture them on tape or disc and watch them at our own leisure.  That is if we remember!

Have a good weekend my dear friends and readers.

Love,