5 January 2017 A New Year Begins...

It's 2017 - and that means it's exactly 2 years since I have been made aware of this cancer journey. Perhaps there's a somewhat strange sense of irony that 2 years ago I was in Geelong hospital, going through a myriad of assessments - and here I was almost to the day, two years later, back in Geelong hospital, recovering from pleurodesis surgery.
I've been home just over a week now - and I have to say that I haven't bounced back with as much gusto as I might have hoped. It's taking time for the swelling to go down and the pain to lessen in the right lung area, but at least all the draining tubes are gone and stitches are out. I've also been a bit breathless, mainly at nights, which requires a bit of propping up with extra pillows to relieve symptoms. But while progress is slow, I feel I am definitely on the improve. I'd love to be doing a bit of pruning in the garden here and there - though Brian is doing a very good job of this, and his efforts, combined with a wet year, have resulted in the garden looking downright respectable and colourful.
Fortunately I don't mind the odd game of test cricket and even the Big Bash series (as long as I remember that I need to barrack for Melbourne Stars). 

Wow, accidentally managed to have all 5 grandchildren in the one photo (well done Caitlin)