A place to have a chat.

Been quiet on here as been a busy few weeks for me and him! No change in the pissy pants department I’m afraid (4 months post catheter removal) and yes Steve is getting frustrated with it…I think he’s a bit drier overnight but there’s no consistency. Second post op psa bloods tomorrow so everything crossed for that…prior to a consult with surgeon in a few weeks (he didn’t get signed off post op as the surgeon was worried about the urethra/bladder join, so wants to see him again to check on incontinence progress in case he has to have another furtle around in there!).

Anyway Steve’s not let things stop us getting out and about and we’ve done a med cruise from Southampton with the youngest and her family, who lives down there….followed by a week in Skiathos with our son and family for a wedding, got back last night. The place was gorgeous and we explored the islands around including the ‘Mamma Mia’ tourist bits on a boat, also Steve went swimming for first time in sea and pool using the new incontinence swim shorts and they seemed to work well (no one stopped us and pointed out a yellow trail anyway!). He did pretty much lay off the alcohol though as it def makes a difference to his bladder! He didn’t mind the alcohol free and found the Greek local ones weren’t bad at all, Alpha and Fix were the brands.

Anyway, better kick him out of bed now we’ve caught up on sleep so he can get the holiday washing done….as the washing machine is in the garage (his idea)…I feel it’s a ‘blue job’ now!

Hey up chaps,

Spongebob here, just getting to the end of a fabulous 2 week jolly on the Isle of Mull. Spent the time ambling about soaking in the peace and quiet 😎,spotting wildlife and experiencing the magnificent scenery.

I’ve been waiting the best part of 20 years to be able to go away on a family holiday like this outside school holidays. I’ve spent many a time when I was at work dreaming of it as a kind of utopian paradise. Well it just shows what little I know sunny Jim. Because the place is packed, whereas in the past the one track roads around the island were a delight to drive on not now in June, there’s a car or camper van at every turn making it almost impossible to drive anywhere 😖. Worse than that is that the weather in June is just the same as it always was when we used to come here at Easter and October half term - yes, arctic conditions 🥶.

Still we are having a great time, it’s good to have a family jolly. There is a kind of sadistic pleasure you can get as a dad to wupp the family at scrabble and trivial pursuits 😬. The kids though, aren’t exactly kids anymore. I couldn’t even pass them off as kids when paying for today’s boat trip to Isle of Staffa. Mind you the eldest is 6ft 2. I did suffer a doddery moment though, tripping up whilst stepping onto the boat, nearly falling into the sea, and almost taking the wife in with me. I’m turning into a right old git and I’m only 63 fcal. It was tremendous on Staffa, for getting a geological fix and even better to watch the puffins. I got my old Nikon out the loft for this possibility and got some great photos of the little blighters. They really are the most photogenic of all creatures. 

The impact of PCa treatment never far away though. Sitting in a sun room with a belle view, typing this whilst in the middle of a hot swet, dripping down my face (much as it does when England persisting in passing the ball about at the back all the time). Yesterday morning, when I got up I thought I’d had a relapse back to chemo times, my energy levels totally crashed, so I went back to bed for most of the day much to the family’s delight for getting them out of doing a walk. I blame it on the prostap, but then it could just be down to overdoing it on the fresh air, wilderness walks and the odd beer or two.

Anyway, ramble overwith, carry on, enjoy the footy ⚽️.

Spongebob