D Day + 7: Thursday 19 August 2010 - Countdown

It never ceases to amaze me that the human body can be so aware of what it needs without us consciously being aware of it - I slept like the proverbial log last night, as did C, despite knowing what today would bring.  Good really as we've been feeling quite washed out lately.
Today started in true English manner - large cooked breakfast!  Having been to Tesco IN PERSON yesterday we found some huge flat mushrooms, the inspiration for breakfast.  Romilly was up in time to join us so we sat down a trois for eggs, bacon (not me though), waffles (me), toast (them), tomatoes, and flat mushrooms.  I've even decided that this orange-juice-from-concentrate stuff is not good for C and splashed out on freshly squeezed juice, which both he and Rom agreed was better than 'the other stuff'.  I suppose if I'm going to overspend it may as well be on something healthy and of benefit, if it's not going on shoes.....
Time to kill today before the appointment...we went to C's sister Jill's house to see her and hubby Arth for a cuppa, armed with pastries from Morrison's.  Spent a lovely hour there, chatting and not thinking about cancer...until we had to leave for me to go to the dental hygienist.  Now I always used to rip the 'p' out of my former colleague Mr Cane about visiting he hygienist, as he has been doing for years and which was an unknown experience for me until I braved the dentist again two years ago after almost 20 years absence.  Mr Cane regularly goes to his hygienist; I always thought it was weird getting someone else to clean your teeth, but now I'm subscribing to prevention rather than cure as far as toofy pegs are concerned, I can see the benefits - I just struggle to deal with the scraping that goes on halfway through...ick.  
Jill had suggested we meet up for lunch today, which was a really good idea given that we are killing time (not something to make a habit of though) and needed a distraction, so off to The Folly for a couple of hours respite, lovely food, fantastic views over the river, and some much needed Dutch courage.  The atmosphere at The Folly is always great and today was no exception, enough people to create a good ambience without it being overwhelming.  I also spotted some colleagues and had a quick chat with them before leaving; a timely reminder that I'm due back at work next week, and that the people I work with are great.  Took a quick piccy before we left....

 Note C, in centre, clutching the newly acquired Ipad....

Having returned home to chill out before the appointment, we got a call from the clinic to say that it's been brought forward to 3.50; so we are off very soon to see Mr O and discover the 'nature of the beast.' Not sure if we're reading anything into it, but how often does your appointment get brought forward?  Must not get into the habit of assuming things...not healthy, productive or, usually, very accurate.  Upate on appointment later.