Dark brown soup and a flooded river

I’m reading the wind in the willows with my youngest, it’s a hard read I’m sure she understands it more than I do perhaps you need to have the brain of a child to understand it. I wonder if the author had the brain of a child.

We discuss how the mole can talk to a horse how can Mr Rat owns a boat and Toady a horse and cart, it’s a magical world, what a mind to invent that kind of story

Today’s endless quest for plant based food had me knocking up a soup, it was healthy and like the smoothie looked a bit dark brown but tasted delicious

It was the red cabbage that turned it into a dark brown colour, the ingredients were meant to be simple but in the end I just chucked a bit of everything into it and then wacked on the old blender and voilla a dark brown soup😄

Here are the ingredients if I can remember them

• A few pototoes
• A few sweet potatoes
• Left over red cabbabe
• Carrots
• Onions
• Leeks
• Curry powder
• Cumin
• Ginger
• Tumeric
• Garlic
• Lots of black pepper
• Linseed seeds

I’m no Jamie over but I  love to cook, I think cooking is all about just experimenting, all of the ingredients I used are super cancer fighting stuff 😄 dark brown soup I call this latest master piece.

Cooking is a great distraction, a few months back I couldn’t stand very long so now I’m so grateful that im able to stand again without being in pain. I thank the universe🙏 ❤️ it’s got my back now, no pun intended😄

I went for a 5km walk today ending up at the river which was extremely high , I had never seen the water so high, I stopped to talk to a lone fisherman and he told me it was extremely high 6m at high tide and would be flooding just a bit further down. I hope it didn’t get into anyone’s houses.

The walk was lovely and refreshing, the air was chilly and felt like proper winter air not that orrible mild muck we’ve been avin😄 My favourite weather, cold sunny and dry, you just can’t beat cold sunny and dry, just like the Alps when I used to work there. I wonder if it will snow down here this year, I would love to see a really good fall.

Again today there was no pain, no complaining from my back or my right leg. Is the cancer receding, I have a conversation with it on my walk, I’m not angry with it , I’m not shouting at, I’m talking to it kindly but firmly , like I’m the one running the show, I look at the majesty of the flooding river and tell my cancer in a slow and quiet yet totally deliberate voice, you know the one that teachers use when you know they are not messing around,  you’ve got no chance of beating me and I think it knows it.

The 5km doesn’t tire me out, it’s evening as I write this blog. I’m reflecting on another good day, I feel completely normal now, is the cancer even there, has a miracle occured and it’s gone already, it’s a strange predicament, im almost asking for a scan to know the truth.

I’m afraid though a scan will reveal worst news than before , I’m trying to believe it’s going away , I’m summing up all of my positivity to believe it’s going away. I’m grateful for all the support I’m receiving and messages and comments when I write these blogs.

I think it’s the best thing I’ve learned since my life suddenly changed is to write about it, I would strongly advise anyone going through a bad time to write about it whether it’s good days or bad days, the best thing about a journal is you can read back to see a good day when your not feeling too good.

I’m not up for the evening walk tonight I’m feeling it not in my body ,but in my mind, I’ve walked a fair bit, done a few jobs around the house and got on with some online work. Around 8pm I asked Ella if she’s ready for a walk with me she must of picked up the vibe as she said no not tonight dad and that was ok with me😄

It was a shame as recently we’ve been having some great conversations on our walks, a teenage girl without a mobile phone can be very interesting you know.

I’m tired now, I do tire very quickly in the evening , I’m sleeping all the way through the nights, 9 or 10 hours  so I’m off to bed , I’m going to have a few words with my cancer as I shut my eyes , I’m smiling as I tell it

Every day in every way I’m getting stronger and stronger

Every day in every way I’m getting better and better

Every day in every way my cancer is getting weaker and weaker.