Derek Gandi

Well like the saddo that I truly am, I sat wearing my 'Slimming World, Miss Slinky' sash while taking my drugs, eating my breakfast and I even wore it to do my housework in.
It was a tremendous boost to the flagging ego. I still can't believe that I actually won the title last night, but I am very grateful that I did as it was a fab feeling.
It makes a change for me to even attempt to look slightly glamorous first thing in the morning, as I usually sit cross legged on my bed in my pjs and a hoodie on, black rings under my puffy eyes, while fixing my drugs and looking like the local dealer as I sit surrounded by pills and syringes! In the middle of winter it's worse, as I sit there with my hood up too...nice.

Had another call from the insurance company who are dealing with the results of the car accident, to inform me that my lovely car will definitely be returned safely to me tomorrow. The body work is apparently fab (my words) and the new back axle has been fitted and the car has passed it's road test this time.
I am really grateful that the insurance company sorted out a hire car straight away for me free of charge, but one that big should either have a dead body laid out in the back or a taxi sign above it for taking huge families and a months worth of luggage to the airports, not little old me!
I feel sorry for the unsuspecting driver who comes to deliver my car, as he will be covered in kisses as he hands back my keys!
I drove it to hospital again for my physio, but this week to St Mikes, which has a much bigger and more organised car park thankfully.
It was quite nice, as I had one of the young physio students that I met earlier this year when giving my yearly talk at Essex University, who gave me my weekly pummelling. He was a really nice lad and I seemed to remember saying to the course leaders that he would do well.

Tonight was Julie's chocolate party, which was fun and I didn't abstain, but had a couple of dips in the chocolate fondue. Mmmm very yummy.
I sat chatting to Derek (Julie's husband) after everyone had left the party about what was happening re the transplant or should I say what wasn't happening, as all quiet again on the transplant front and I told him about Sunday's upset too.
He is a very wise man, which is why he got to be commandant in the special police force I guess, as he sees everything from every angle and just talking to him, calms me down. I had written a letter today for my sibling, and although I won't send it now, just the effects of writing it has helped to release a lot of the stress.
Stress that I do not need.
I will give the letter to Derek, who will amend it just in case things aren't resolved within a couple of weeks and then I will send the revised letter.
I did ask if I knocked on the door of my sibling and hid behind the hedge, could he do the talking on my behalf, but the answer was of course...no. A girl can try hey?!

Well off to bed.

Lots of love Debbie x