The 26th & 27th; Today has been kind of excellent.
The 26th of August.
Oh tonight I am so trembly STOP IT. At least I had an automated phone call from the Women's Hospital, asking me to press buttons to confirm that I would go on the 2nd of September. I most definitely will.
Today has been kind of excellent. Apart from being back to my normal waking up routine, but I'm just used to that now. The first nice thing that happened is that I was checking my Twitter, and on my Timeline, there was one from Chris Riddell, whose illustrations I have loved since I read The Edge Chronicles when I was about eight. He posts multiple pictures of his sketches daily, and one of the ones from today said "For Kathryn."
One of my followers emailed him about me yesterday after seeing my wish to be drawn by him on my bucket list, and he'd done it! I made a loud squeak and Mommy asked what the matter was, and I explained and started crying tears of joy. It is beautiful and I love it.
Then later, Nat Morris who I know from way back in the day, rang me and she used to work at heat tv, and has emailed Lucie Cave so I'm probably going there in October? I have emailed her and her assistant so I hope to hear something back soon, considering Lucie emailed Nat this morning. So I am a very happy girl.
I still can't wear my Pandora bracelets - they squish any fluid up my arms. I might have to get bigger sizes. Which will be expensive and annoying..
The 27th of August.
For once, I was sleeping at 6am when my alarm went off because I had to get up to be at the QE for Photopheresis at 9. My hands were visibly shaking.
That all went very easily, started reading The Miniaturist which feels like it will be good on the way home, we went to Pets at Home to get a tube for the hamster cage (it looks unstable so it's gone back in the box) and some treats. I have renamed him Hamilton because I don't like Harlequin and I can shorten it to variations of Ham which is way more fun. It's the same amount of syllables; he won't notice.
Most of the afternoon was spent getting him out of the cage (lifting the entire thing into a playpen, coaxing him out, then taking the cage out again) because we needed to rearrange all the sawdust etc - making him a toilet area, making the shelf bit level (it still isn't) and taking out the wheel because it's too small for him. He keeps gnawing on the bars though which is a) bad for his teeth and b) annoying.
Becky came over and we basically just talked wedding and engagement party. By the time she left, I was weary, and tonight I'm absolutely exhausted. Cream-crackered.
