Cancer Tuesday

21.03
Lisa didn’t turn up. Felt less "OK" today about her absence.

Lunchtime I cycled to "her park". Took me 4 minutes to get to her park. I sat on a bench for 10minutes. The thigh at least seems to be healing. I was able to touch my right knee with my head for a full 10seconds. It wasn’t until I got up to walk that I felt the familiar ache of the hamstring still present - so still a little ways to go.
On the way back I passed her building - I glanced at it at speed. What is this strange urge that people feel about wanting to be near their "life-focus".
Took me 7 minutes to get back (the wind was against me). And somehow while parking my bike I lost my leather gloves (I didn’t know until 4pm).

Afternoon was me going through the old newspapers to see what I may have missed.
4pm - search for gloves. I brought some new ones from the same shop. They feel too tight (though they are the same size (allegedly) and same design. I cycled home.

I talked to my nephew on Messenger. His current prompt "I HATE SCHOOL". So I did my best to make him laugh. I told him "Your bum is Sooooo big, when it rains, kids shelter under it :) "
PC crashed when I plugged in the web cam. He was gone when I reconnected.

I left MESSENGER on while I tried to sate my boredom by watching TV. 10 minutes later I was back on the PC and there was LISA (she’s changed her prompt). It now just says LISA (where as before it used to have her dad’s nickname for her - which will remain her and a few 10’s of people’s secret).
We talked initially as work colleagues. Then she asked me why I wasn’t at the other building (for scheduled 2 weeks). I told her my sister is ill. Lisa pressed (I mean that in a concerned way) so I told her.
My sister recently learnt she had breast cancer. She is scheduled for an operation in 2 days time.
Lisa then told me her mother had had breast cancer. She’d had an operation and the tumour removed. Her mum, luckily, did not need to have the breast removed. It did change her mother for a short while.

Unfortunately Lisa was suffering from a headache while typing so she couldn’t "talk" long. Still it was nice to share. Que Sera Sera.

Thus endeth Tuesday.

Here are some of the "poems" I am entering into other peoples guest books.

"Poems":
They seek them here
They seek them there
They seek them everywhere
But alas the weapons of mass destruction are made of Virtual AIR.

Life is a laugh, Death is certain
Love is fleeting, Hulk needs shirt