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Day 102

I feel like time is running out. in 2 weeks I will be sending in my order of service for my first church service since the 2nd November last year. I have prepared the sermon already.

Can I still talk about results that I haven't yet received? I suppose yesterday's are not that important, but there are biopsies to be sent out and there is that cystoscopy that will no doubt clash with something else in my diary, even if they find nothing.

When I started this I was expecting cancer, or something equally life-changing. Now I am just going back. It's 10:23 am as I am writing this and so far today I have had no pain, but it happens like that sometimes.

Yesterday, just after I wrote the blog for the day, I read a few pages of a book and then I fell into a deep sleep. I was exhausted after those few things that I recorded. If that doesn't improve I am going to have a few interesting working days. I know several places where I can park the car, but imagine me falling asleep in someone's house, or in a meeting!

I think my working days may be numbered!

One problem has been that I never was completely off. I was going to the Foodbank 2 days a week; I was doing necessary admin. from time to time; I couldn't just do nothing. And recently I have started visiting people.

I think a proper time off without having to avoid phone calls, and without checking emails would have been better. But, knowing I was going back, I had to keep checking what was happening.

It's not very long before the circuit has to decide whether they want to keep me beyond my 5-year appointment, and for me to decide if I'm going to stay. That's a meeting I should stay awake in!

Anyway 💤

 
 
 

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