Surprise!
It’s been a long, long time since I added any new content here, but since I mainly use blogging to talk to myself (just ask my 2.1 followers) I decided the blog needed to be separated from my vaguely professional-looking online store and (coming soon) Escape Room booking sessions, so the whole blog has been shifted over to this dusty old scene where only the devoted can find it. I’ll most likely play around with themes and stuff, so bear with me (my precious 2.1 followers). In a week or two, we’ll be back to our regular schedule at the new location aka here.
Meanwhile, here’s my son and I.
The beginning of the end
Well, it’s still not 100% certain, but things aren’t looking good for Princess Ana. There are probably some hard decisions ahead.
So here she is, looking perfect as usual:
Update: The decision to put her to sleep has been made. We’ll tell the kids in the morning.
Update: Ana died peacefully at the vet last Saturday.
Starship Adventures
The square picture is for icons, the wide ones with the title are…er…title screens. The pointy ones just show up for a second as the app opens.
Or something like that.
Update
For those stumbling across this (retired) site, I’m at felicitybanks.wordpress.com
The Amazing Reverse-Goldilocks Belly
So.
Last post I wrote about how the surgeon I saw about the gap in my abdominal muscles was probably too small to be covered through the public health system. “My hands are tied,” he said. “Although you certainly need the surgery.”
I had a CT scan that revealed (among other things) the gap in my abdominal muscles is 9cm wide.
Yay.
Went back to the same surgeon with the CT scan results. “Ooh, that’s much too big,” he said. “This hospital isn’t equipped for such a major surgery,” he said. “My hands are tied,” he said.
So.
Another hospital, another waiting list, another surgeon.
My job
In the afternoons, I pick up two girls from school and mind them. Louisette comes with me. The girls actually chose the two of us over several other potential babysitters. Louisette is delighted with the girls, and they are delighted with her. I have their mum’s permission to post this photo:
Is it any wonder I love my job?
The Reverse Man Cold
I have what I call a bad cold – and doctors call bronchitis. I knew I’d been exposed to pneumonia, so I want to the doc to get pre-emptive antibiotics and discovered that, actually, I was quite sick.
My favourite thing about CJ today: Unlike so many spouses of either gender, he is more likely to overestimate my illnesses than the reverse.
I’ve been on meds for a few days now, and I’m on the way out of sicktown. Louisette is doing fine, although she does have a cold so CJ and I are watching her like hawks.
And here’s a random pic:
