Crabby Old Cancer

If a picture truly can tell 1000 words,  the following image sums up my life in this moment perfectly:

I don't know how to not be tired right now. I can't remember regular words or how to spell and more and more regularly i'm mispronouncing simple things and I drew a mental blank this morning when I had to fill in a form for Child 1. What DID I call that baby?!

The back ache has been replaced with a sore mouth and teeth so it's back to owning a baby tooth brush for me as regular grown up brushes are too abrasive.

So rather than be a crabby old moaner and blog about how crabby and moany I am, i've decidea to step away* from the keyboard momentarily. * clearly sidling sideways in authentic crab style.

Fear not, while I am away from the keyboard I will be practising this as a daily ritual :

I think we could all take something from it sometimes. Fear not, if you are planning on getting in touch, I am in good spirits.  I like to keep the bad mood for myself. I'm shellfish like that.