There's so much going on here that I don't really know where to start. First of all I should tell you that we have had Daughter's results from the Colposcopy, and they're not brilliant. She still has some "bad" cells present, and has to have a follow-up treatment in July. Since she was bleeding for five weeks after the last one, it oviously takes some time for internal healing to progress to the point where further "poking about" can take place. Everyone is saying that at least she is on the lower end of the scale (CIN 1 and 2), but I still feel that we should go for a second opinion. She is going to make another appointment with her Doctor, and I'll go along for moral support and a talk. I think requesting a Private Consultation would be the very least we could do, and hopefully it will be comforting for her.
Next, their house purchase has fallen through! The couple they were buying from found a problem with their purchase (something in the survey), and so have pulled out. They were a bit upset about it, not least because they had spent money on a survey etc. But to tell the truth, I couldn't see them living in that house. I did tell Daughter this after it fell through, and she said that Nanny Daisy (the Boyfriend's Mother) had said exactly the same thing! Amazing. We old birds obviously have sharpened sixth senses (try saying that quickly). They very soon found another house they liked, just around the corner, but didn't get to the stage of making an offer before the owner phoned to tell them that he had just been made redundant, and so they wouldn't be moving right now! This Recession is really beginning to bite, it seems, and I fear that there is lots more to come.
At Hove Towers, I have had more chicks to tuck under my wing, in the shape of Honorary Grandaughter and her mother KT. They suddenly found themselves homeless last week (for reasons I won't bore you with) and so I have them staying here for the present. My nice Czech Student left to go home last Saturday, and my new chicks moved in on Wednesday. They will probably be here for about a month, until they can find something else, but I couldn't see them homeless when I have rooms to spare. In the meantime, I had another Therapy treatment a week ago on Friday (more on this later), and spent last weekend with Sister up in London, which was lovely. We made two trips to her local Ikea, which is just around the corner (what a treat!) and had dinner on Sunday evening with her Son and his girlfriend, at Pizza Express. Busy, busy..
It was Half Term last week, so I had Grandson here from Tuesday through to Friday and we had our usual fun and games. On Wednesday we went for the obligatory muddy walk up to the Jack and Jill Windmills, and then on Thursday it was a game of football on Hove Lawns in the morning and Tenpin Bowling down at the Marina in the afternoon. We nearly lost Grandson's new Spiderman trainers there when we exchanged our shoes at the end - the bloke in charge handed me a ropey old pair of size 12 Reeboks instead of the aforementioned new ones. I protested, and Grandson went fearlessly behind the counter and found them. Phew... Then on Friday morning we drove over to East Grinstead to the Museum, for a morning of Windmill fun. Grandson made a windmill or two, and asked lots of questions. We tasted bread made from flour produced locally, and came home with a lovely Windmills poster for Grandson's bedroom wall - hopefully for their new house, when they find one!