I had planned a fairly low-key long weekend, involving some studying, and taking the children swimming as much as possible.
However, I got a migraine on Saturday evening which was not shifted by sumatriptan, and which didn't really clear until Monday evening. So we had an even lower-key weekend. Charles made a cake (over two days, because we ran out of ingredients), and Nicholas watched/listened to/sang Mitch Benn's Very Hungry Caterpillar rock opera song
repeatedly, and spent ages engrossed in a puzzle book I later realised was marked "7-10 years", and Tony gently herded and fed everybody and got retweeted by Mitch Benn, and I spent most of the time in bed. Though I did go food shopping yesterday afternoon, which for reasons meant wandering around Aldi in one of my more glamorous dresses and a huge pair of sunglasses.
This morning I had an appointment with my cancer consultant at Addenbrookes, and decided I was still too tired to cycle, so I went by bus which takes about twice as long, but at least it's reading time? All my results are still clear, including the DNA tests which were backed up for ages, but are now getting turned round quite fast - even my most recent stabbing results are back, and completely clear
. I'm now nearly half way through follow-up.
I mentioned feeling like my recovery had plateaued, and she listened, but pointed out I'd had multiple colds over the winter, and it was a bad
winter for cold viruses around here apparently, and viruses do cause fatigue. The physiotherapy department is offering a newish "exercise for recovery" programme, and she's going to refer me. From previous experience of stuff like this, I don't expect it to tell me much new-to-me, but I'll give it a try anyway. I said something along those lines, but she said "well, I want to know if it can help my patients, and you can tell me what it's like if I refer you". I agreed that I probably would be able to report back on who would be helped by it, even if I wasn't.
My reading time on buses and in the waiting room was spent on All Systems Red (The Murderbot Diaries)
, a novella by Martha Wells, which fanf
read recently and recommended, and which I'd seen multiple people on DW and Twitter enthuse about. I loved
it, and I would happily read many more instalments of adventures of the grumpy socially-awkward soap-opera-watching security android who stops pissing about the moment something dares to threaten its
humans. I have not previously read anything by Martha Wells, but I see she has quite the back catalogue, mostly fantasy. Anyone who has read both All Systems Red
and her other books, are they similar?