An unexpected Mass...

 Happy Late Tuesday, Early Wednesday

30th March

A grateful heart is a beginning of greatness.  It is an expression of humility.  It is a foundation for the development of such virtues as prayer, faith, courage, contentment, happiness, love and well-being. James E. Faust

31st March

Have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it.  Salvador Dali

The two statements above have really hit the nail on the head for me.  On Monday as you know I had an appointment at our local breast clinic because of a problem I was getting quite regularly with an abcess keep appearing so I was referred just to see if there was anything they could sort for me because it has been going on for quite a while.

I must say before I go any further that the NHS have got the running of the breast clinics down to a tee.  It is such a slick operation from the moment you enter to the moment you leave.

Anyway, firstly I spoke to a really lovely consultant he asked me questions and I answered and then he examined the relevant breast. I then had a mammogram where a comment was made my the radiographer about my last regular screening mammogram saying something had shown up but she didn't seem concerned so I never questioned it.  I was then told that I needed to have a ultra sound scan which I did and then this is when things started to go tits up (pardon the pun!) The Dr doing the scan kept asking me all sorts of questions about lumps and bumps on my breast and then announced that something had shown up on the mammogram and the scan was showing a Mass....... and that I needed to have a biopsy. This was done and then I had to wait to speak to a nurse who told me "not to worry" and said the biopsy results would take about a week and I would get called back in.

Then, Tuesday I had to see my consultant re my dicky knee who after examining it decided that a bone scan needed to be done.......... Apart from this everything is tickety-boo.

My latest read is

Maud Drennan - underpaid carer and unintentional psychic - is the latest in a long line of dogsbodies for the ancient, belligerent Cathal Flood. Yet despite her best efforts, Maud is drawn into the mysteries concealed in his filthy, once-grand home. She realises that something is changing: Cathal, and the junk-filled rooms, are opening up to her. With only her agoraphobic landlady and a troop of sarcastic ghostly saints to help, Maud must uncover what lies beneath Cathal's decades-old hostility, and the strange activities of the house itself. And if someone has hidden a secret there, how far will they go to ensure it remains buried? 

What a great read it is proving to be, and what a mixture of characters.

The art of the lost

 Happy Monday everyone, 

29th March

I had the blues because I had not shoes until upon the street, I met a man who had no feet.   Ancient Persian Saying;

This is a very early post as I am not sleeping again - why, because I hate losing things and I have lost some precious artwork I created during the 1st Lockdown of which I was very very proud of and I am devastated.  I am just hoping I can find them and that they have not been thrown out during the great craft room makeover.  I was so pleased with them.

This is my Cockerel

                                                         

                                                          My Mandarin Ducks

And finally, my hummingbirds.

See you all later

That's 12 hours of my life I'll not get back again....

 Happy Friday

March 26th

Everything you ever wanted is on the other side of fear.  George Adair.

As you know yesterday was my day to get my colonoscopy.  I had the pre procedure enema and the cannula fitted and then I waddled into the procedure room to be met with some really nice friendly nurses. The surgeon who was sat at a desk at the rear of the room looked up from the computer looked me up and down and returned to look at the screen.  He seemed to be disgusted by what he had seen.  Anyway the sedation was administered as was the oxygen do-das up the nose and told to lie on my left side.  The procedure started and then about 5 minutes later I was told that the procedure would have to be aborted.

I was taken to the recovery room and sent home both drowsy and upset because I will have to go through it all again in 6 weeks.  I was given the reason for the cancellation today but it is a little too graphic to write about, lets just say the enema didn't work as it should have.

So I came home and went to bed and slept for a whole 20 hours.

A boring post I feel today but hopefully I will have a lovely show of work for you tomorrow as I am now playing in my craft room.  I'm making a card for Alex my next door neighbour.  A lovely lad but he does like his wacky backy and when he smokes in the back garden my craft room stinks of it.  We have had a conversation about it but it still happens.

See you tomorrow my friends

What a day

 Hello and Happy Wednesday

24th March

It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.  Confucius

Ive been stuck in bed all day with flu like symptoms then realised it’s probably the after effects of my Covid jab, so not too much to tell you really but I have finished the Garden of the lost and found and all I can say is that I’m glad I persevered and finished it and it was marvellous.

Are you having a Giraffe?

 Hello and Happy Tuesday.

I am going to add a thought for the day on all future posts.  This means two things - 1) I can try and be inspirational and 2) It means I will ACTUALLY read my Everyday Blessing compilation by Aled Jones every day as designed.

March 23rd

Be sure to put your feet in the right place, then stand firm.  Abraham Lincoln.

Yesterday I had my first COVID vaccination and it was such a streamlined operation.  Well done to all from Hootson's Chemist in Horwich and all the Rotary Club volunteers helping out.  I came home and went to bed afterwards as we had a few errands to run afterwards and my joints and back were hurting so much.

In my last post I signed off saying I was going to go and play with a Giraffe, well here is the end result.

I really enjoyed every step of this project it made me smile and and I so thrilled by the finished card front.  No idea what sort of an occasion it would be suitable for but who cares.  It always amazes me as to what you can end up with from a blank piece of card.  The image is from a design by Pink Ink Designs I have others which I haven't played with yet but after enjoying this stamp I cant wait to see what I can do with the rest of the stamps.

I also finished the blanket I have been crocheting for Eva last night too.  It is a really pretty lavender colour and is quite heavy so hopefully it should help with her autism.  

I've just finished this book as well.  It is the first book  in a series, not sure yet whether or not I'll be reading the next in the series.  It was very hard to get a grip of really, and I had solved who the murderer was halfway through but had to carry on to see if I was correct.

Still reading this book and surprisingly after my first comments about this book I am now really enjoying it.  

See you all tomorrow.

Coffee and Friends are the Perfect Blend

 Hello and Happy Sunday

Hope you are well and happy today.  Its the last day of the weekend and the first day of another week.

What has your week got in store?  My week is centred around out local hospital.  Monday Covid Jab number 1; Tuesday Covid Test - Why I hear you ask - because I have to have a colonoscopy on Thursday, I'm such a lucky girl and Wednesday I am seeing my orthopaedic surgeon re my knees.  I have had since the age of 40 3 knee replacements (2 right and 1 left)  the left one is causing me a lot of discomfort so I need to get it sorted.  But its all good, especially the free colonic irrigation - I jest.

Yesterday I was in the craft room and started using one of my Groovi plates which I really enjoyed.  They are really clever and there are so many ways to use them.  I fancied trying to create a Wedgewood type of  pot and this is what I ended up with.

This is the plain white one with the snipping I did which took me forever to do but I love snipping it is so therapeutic and mindful.

So sorry about the placing of pictures not truly got the hang of wrapping text yet.

The next pictures show the backgrounds I'm trying to choose from to give the pot the true Wedgewood look I'm after.

Spotted a few bits that need tidying up, but for a first go with this plate it's not too bad.

Groovi plates are from Claritystamp

Signing off now to play with  a Giraffe so see you back here tomorrow.

Garden of the Lost and Found

 Happy Saturday

Well that was short shrift wasn't it.  Said I'd post every day and missed the 2nd day.  I have a chronic back problem and I just had so much pain yesterday I had to lie down and rest it, so I spent most of the day listening to my latest Audio book - The Garden of Lost and Found by Harriet Evans.  I have to say I don't know whether I like it or not.  Sounds daft I know but I will listen to the whole 9 hours and let you know my final verdict. It is about a famous artist who burns one of his paintings (The Garden of the Lost and Found) here is the best synopsis I could find. The blue type below is where I am current up to in the book, but it seemed to take a long time to get here.

Synopsis

Nightingale House, 1919. Liddy Horner discovers her husband, the world-famous artist Sir Edward Horner, burning his best-known painting The Garden of Lost and Found days before his sudden death.

Nightingale House was the Horner family’s beloved home – a gem of design created to inspire happiness – and it was here Ned painted The Garden of Lost and Found, capturing his children on a perfect day, playing in the rambling Eden he and Liddy made for them.

One magical moment. Before it all came tumbling down…

When Ned and Liddy’s great-granddaughter Juliet is sent the key to Nightingale House, she opens the door onto a forgotten world. The house holds its mysteries close but she is in search of answers. For who would choose to destroy what they love most? Whether Ned’s masterpiece – or, in Juliet’s case, her own children’s happiness.

Something shattered this corner of paradise. But what?

I have only recently started to listen to audio books as I have taught myself how to crochet during lockdown, a skill that I have wanted to learn for so long.  I have made a blanket for my beautiful Oscar the Miniature Schnauzer who is now 2 years old and he is my best friend and constant companion.

Oscar came into my life a just the right time.  He makes me smile and he makes me happy.  We have had dogs before (Westies) and each time something has happened to break my heart as we have lost one over the Rainbow Bridge and 2 had to be fostered out to new homes due to my husband being diagnosed with the "C". So when I had to finish work due to ill health I wanted a friend to keep me company and something to get up for who needed me. He is very very special and he has this uncanny way of knowing when the dark clouds are coming over and works heard to make me happy.

Bye for today and come back tomorrow.

🍄 Megan

 Happy Thursday and welcome

I have decided to try and commit to blogging again.  This time, however, it will be a totally different kind of place for me to welcome you to.  It will be a place where nothing (with the exception of any kind of abuse) can't be discussed.  We can come together for discussions on any subject such as life, love, death, fear, bullying, feelings, books, craft, art, absolutely anything.  

I am sitting here in my craft room or my LPH (Little Piece of Heaven).  I am watching a bluetit on my feeder and listening to Radio 4.  Radio 4 has become my constant companion since lockdown.  I have listened to so may books, and discussions and I have learnt so much and Monday to Friday it is my go to station.

Welcome and I hope you will drop in often for a read and perhaps a chat.