Well, life and business didn't go quite as planned. So firstly to address that, let me say this. This blog will no longer be about building and construction. It may touch on it from time to time, but it will be more about our family. So for those following just for building advice, you might need to pop on some gumboots to wade through the boring family posts. It will still focus on Rick and I getting our life together, or due to recent events, trying to keep it on just an even keel.
So... What happened to the shed! Well that's become our home, or as I like to call it, our Cottage. We moved in late in 2014 with our gorgeous daughter, 2 dogs a cat and a fish. We completed a clients home around December, and since then we haven't built a new home. The residential building industry has been very tough. Rick has maintained his supervisors position with Manorgale Builders at Kingfisher Lakes and has done a few small renos for clients. It's in times like these we need to be flexible rather than break.
2015 came and along with it, not one but 2 beautiful grandchildren. We went from a small noisy family to a big noisy family. Our lovely Lilly was born on October 19th to our daughter Kiah and her partner Luke, and then December 21st saw the arrival of Master James, to our son Michael and Samantha. Amongst that, to my surprise, somehow I turned 50. Apparently I'm now middle aged, and a grandmother, twice! 2015 was one of those lovely quiet years that we spent close with our kids awaiting these beautiful arrivals. It had its ups and downs, but was for the majority a quiet year. We developed our veggie gardens, and took great delight in working out what works and what doesn't. We had a family reunion in the beautiful Bunya Mountains and generally rolled along.
Then 2016 arrived. While I was on my 2 week leave from the practice, I found a lump in my right breast. Co-incidentally I had my referral for my bi-annual mammogram and despite trying to put off booking it and trying to go away and have a little holiday, the universe conspired to ensure I couldn't go anywhere so in the last week of leave I booked my mammogram/ultrasound. That was the Wednesday. I explained the lump to the mammographer, and to the ultrasound radiographer, who called the big chief boss person, who then went and rang my boss/gp... Ummmmm I hadn't told my boss/gp about the lump. Ooops. So big chief boss decided I would return first thing next morning for a core biopsy. Righto... bit stressed, but I remember he said something to me that would make me feel better. "Donna if this is the worst case scenario, it's tiny and we've got it early" I left feeling pretty confident that it would just be calcification or something like that. I've been part of fund raising for breast cancer for the past 4 years so I knew the statistics were on my side. I even headed off for an appointment afterwards with a client. The best bit about working for a gp is that you get direct access to info. So instead of waiting all weekend for the results, I got the call late Friday afternoon. "Sorry Donna, its positive."
So that's how we've started 2016. Next week I start chemo. I've already been through one lot of surgery, and some serious low points. But I made a public album on my facebook page to keep the family and friends up to date. But I still have a few friends and family not on facebook (Gasp!! I know its a shock to me too ;) ) So I've decided to take this blog on the journey with me so that all can keep up with it. I will take the photos and posts I've already made, and post them in here to catch everyone up to date. My journey will be another 6 months of chemo then radiation and returning to work. So settle in... we're in for a long ride.
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