Bit of a nasty few minutes when I rang to get the results of my blood test. They have a new computer system, which is apparently confusing. The receptionist told me it was all normal, and the PSA was 3.1. This is normal enough in a person with a properly functioning prostate, but not at all normal in someone who hasn’t got one – like me, for example. After being stunned for a while, I was urged by my wife to call back, which I did and got the other receptionist – a more experienced one who checked with a nurse and told me it was actually 0.1. So that was Dot’s prayer answered straight away. That is normal for someone like me, and while I am still not well and on more antibiotics, it appears the cancer is not staging a comeback.

Not sure what is actually wrong. I felt pretty ill on Sunday and Monday and went to the doctor’s on Monday morning. He couldn’t find anything wrong, the blood is obviously OK, and yet I have this very tight and heavy feeling round my abdomen and feel tired and scratchy. Ah well, it’s probably a virus. I dragged Dot to the doctor with me, as she still gets dizziness. The doctor was reassuring and gave her some different pills. So we carry on functioning, but not on full power. Tonight the Tuesday Group comes round for a pre-Christmas meal, just about all the cards are sent and the presents wrapped.

I had to cancel my dentist’s appointment on Monday, and I am now awaiting a call back to fix a new one. Sam and Ellie came round yesterday with a card, and happily I had one ready for them. Ellie is now five, and a pretty bright little thing. The weather has been blustery, but not blustery enough to blow our rubbish away overnight. More storms are promised, however.