So no desks to share this week, in its place, I will share a picture or two instead, I hope you all don't mind?
I am writing this post on Tuesday and have it scheduled as I normally do (as long as I remember its Wednesday) and to think I Teach IT ha ha and forget the days of the week.
So, the elephant in the room is well, the elephant in the room isn't it?
A part of the process when someone with such a complex history as our Shaz who was undergoing treatment even if palliative towards the end which is what the last chemo was.
None of us know if this will help give us closure but what we did know is it needed to take place.
On a personal note I was unsure if I was going to be back to square one with all the what-ifs all over again?
The paperwork that the coroner's office sent out about a week of Sharon's passing included some stressful content to go through, time lines to remember to be able to build a picture, details to re-live, questions and concerns to raise etc all of which I did parallel to arranging Sharon's funeral only to be told that it will only be to decide on some very specific outcomes.
This is not me fishing for virtual hugs, I am sure you all know me better than that, it really is just the fact of the matter x
So the inquest is set out to ascertain the following
Why (this is the only part they were undecided on)
But that is all done now,
Sharon's passing is registered as a complication of the treatment she was receiving, sepsis, which was brought about as a side effect of chemotherapy for her now very aggressive cancer, it was explained far more elegantly than that.
Cancer is a natural occurrence, a mutation that occurs when cells replicate some are more aggressive than others as was the case with Sharon's, at the end there was simply no treatment that could cure or slow it down, slowly at first but then rather rapidly towards the end it took over until it won.
Anyway let's lighten the mood with a gratuitous picture of our Shaz doing something else she loved, Road trips and Coffee, taken in 2015 on one of our road trips, this was taken in Margate
By the time you see this, this chapter will be behind us, and we all need to try to move on,
That is how it is supposed to work right?
I came out of the inquest with very mixed emotions, wounds that had started to heal, while now a little smaller had just had the scab ripped back off, so I am kind off broken again!
Baby steps Doug,
Changing the subject now
The garden is now clear, not quite the blank canvas yet, but with the help of my brother Rob who popped round on Sunday it is very almost there.
Saturday I felt rough, guessing it was either the Covid jab from the day before or I have been overdoing it a weeeeee bit ripping the ivy down on Friday right after getting stabbed in the arm, possibly the later or maybe a combination of the two?
I am so not used to this manual labour malarkey!
After all, the heaviest thing someone working in IT lifts up is a piece of hardware or their cup of coffee.
So I have some fence panels to repair and some more rubbish to move, the rubble in the foreground will be eaten up by the concrete base and footings, this week will mainly the the design/planning time and no doubt a lot of reflection.
I even came across some pictures from back in 2004 from when that part of the garden looked really nice, we were younger and fitter back then, we kind of all were ha ha
So that was more of a WOYPW - What’s On Your Plate Wednesday which sounds more like a Facebook post showing off the meal you are about to eat than anything craft related, but, I digress again.
So for the real thing head over to our Julia's Stamping ground and share yours for What's On Your Workdesk Wednesday
Which just leaves... and finally...