Happy Birthday to me

For those of you who didn't know, It's my birthday today.  I have to say there are plenty of other places I'd prefer to have been today but I still had a nice day.  Dave arrived at about 8am bearing gifts and almond croissants.  One of the nurses played the birthday card to ensure I had a reflexology session this afternoon from the complimentary therapist.  And Dave and the girls joined me this evening with more presents, cake and, of course, McDonald's milkshake. 

 

I had hoped that I might be able to escape for a meal out this evening but my counts dropped a bit today and I was back to being confined to barracks.  Maybe later this week if things go well.

 

A big thank you to Joan Fabb who's fruit loaf was commandeered as my birthday cake.  It was delicious.

 

My hair showed the first serious signs of disappearing today, spot on cue.  You don’t really believe it will happen until you get that proof.  Good thing the girls gave me a purple Kick Ass wig!

 

Happy Birthday too to my sister Tina for tomorrow as she heads off to celebrate in Cuba (jealous, moi?)