Overdoing it Just a Little

I had a pretty full week last week and it came back to haunt me just a little.

Yesterday morning I got up feeling OK, but not having slept that well.  Just as we were ready to leave for the football at Wembley I started to feel tired an a little drained.

In normal circumstances I would have looked after myself and taken myself off for a rest, but when you have a six year old son ready for his first trip to see his favourite team at Wembley that course of action is not something that really comes on the radar.

The journey up to Wembley is not testing and we got there in plenty of time, it is the coming back that gets a little tricky with 85,000 leaving the stadium. We did our best to avoid the mayhem by hanging back a little.

So a defeat for Chelsea, but we had primed the boys to recognise that this was not the most important of matches and that it was the day out and the chance to see football at Wembley that was the main issue.

We had a great day out with Notoplip and his son Sonic, but I paid for it in the night.

I have not had too much trouble with pain from the cancer, but I do know that when I don't pull back on the warning signs of tiredness that it is ready for me.  It's a bit like the Greek myth as articulated in Clash of the Titans and the cry of "Release the Kraken" as Hades (god of the underworld) releases his beast.

If only I had Medusa's head to turn this thing to stone.

Suffice to say that when the Kraken is released the pain is pretty devastating.  The funny thing is that I am now findign it difficult to swallow my tablets which are all rather large.  So it is quite comical that there I am doubled up but at the same time psyching myself up to endure worse pain caused by trying to get the pain killers down in the midst of the madness.

I can laugh because once the painkillers are in there I can get to sleep and that is a perfect remedy.  Knowing that something is temporary makes it easy to deal with in the head. I hope that I don't lose that luxury.

So I am going to back off and take it easy today and relax in the knowledge that my son is quite a lucky little fella.  He made it to Wales' Millennium stadium when he was four and again a year later.  He has now been to England's stadium too.