Apparently, although chemo hits the red blood cells hard and generates fatigue, it's still good to exercise. So we're trying to do a decent walk everyday (we bumped into lovely Sarah Roby on the way back from Whitlingham Broad who is the first person to promise Wagon Wheels) and I'm back in table tennis training and hope to be selected for matches even if it's only doubles. Unfortunately the captain is also my nurse so she may have qualms about me playing. More likely, as captain, Shell may judge that I might be completely weedy and ineffective and drop me. Of course I could always play the cancer card with my opponents...no I couldn't ...could I?
Hi Di
ReplyDeleteNice stretching by Peggy - and you don't look bad, either! Claire has been updating me on your progress from the times when she sees you at Choir, but I thought I should just stop by and say Hi. I've been reading the blog and it's good to know that you seem to be making such great progress. Reading about Waggon Wheels has made me crave them like nothing on earth -I'll be scouring the shops of Norfolk for supplies. If I strike a rich vein, I'll get you some! Linda xx
Ooh thanks Linda - do you crave them Jammy or plain?!xx
ReplyDeleteHey Di, anything for a table tennis win...? I doubt the Gamblers would have been overly concerned but maybe we'll find a more sympathetic team. How are the sqat thrusts going?
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Check tomorrow's photo. I got Peggy to do the camel stretch. To be fair it could be called the dog stretch so she's just standing like a dog. Nothing special at all really.
ReplyDeleteNo the gamblers wouldn't care. Quite right too
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