Mini Hammer

I have a lot planned for this week. Especially Monday. I have been feeling well so should be able to get a lot done. I hope after having blood tests Monday morning to have lunch with the parents, visit physio and rejoin gym and in the evening it is the rugby club AGM. That was my plans...

The hospital had other ideas. I had an hour to spare before having lunch with my parents and had gone down the park. Just as I had made myself comfortable in the sun the hospital get in touch to ask me to come back in for Potassium top ups and a GSF injection. The potassium top up will take all afternoon. Meaning I won't be able to go for lunch, will have to cancel meetings with physio and manager at gym, and may struggle to make AGM. I had a potassium top up a few weeks ago and have a load of tablets in my flat. I'm convinced my potassium is low because of been in too much sun and not drinking water with any minerals in. Somehow I manage to convince the doctors of this so only need have the GSF injection. To my delight this gets done in 5 minutes and I'm able to carry on with my day as planned.

Alex M brings the MC Hammer parachute pants to the rugby club AGM for me. They are brilliant so put them on for the night. Its a little worrying that only 3 people from the rugby club comment on the trousers and everyone else considers it normal for me to be wearing the golden trousers.

I take it easy Tuesday but have been asked to meet some people from just giving on Wednesday night. Its not ideal as I know my immune system is very fragile (GSF injections are to boost white blood cell production, at present my white blood cell production has collapsed? I have no idea why, its very unusual and is the first time this has happened in around 3/4 months). I decide to go to the meeting and be careful of anything that could cause infections. They ask questions about the dodgeball fundraising and how I used just giving as well as some questions on what I thought just giving was. They paid £40 for it and fed me.

I expect the worse on my visit to hospital on Thursday. I've hardly been well behaved considering my immune system is not 100% and expect to have at least a Potassium infusion. I am starting to develop some symptoms of something going wrong. My legs are tired, bruising appearing without reason also I'm getting pins and needles in my toes. For some reason the circulation to my legs has been restricted?? I am reasonably happy to spend most of Thursday in hospital, hopefully this will mean I'll be back to normal for Dean & Sarah's wedding on Saturday. I had planned on going to the Young Professionals Summer Party but it becomes obvious that I will struggle to get out of hospital in time and I probably should not go anyway because of my immune system. Iain takes the ticket and probably needs a good night out more than I do anyway. The time in hospital passes fairly quickly with one of the nurses when not busy keeping me entertained with some magic tricks. Makes me laugh quite a lot I attempt a few without much success, but 1 works very well.

Thursdays test results were worse than Monday's. My legs had got worse on Friday and I'd started to develop headaches as well. While the was no doubt I'd make it to Dean & Sarahs wedding with this happening it would bring into question how much I'd be able to do. We travel up on Saturday and I feel a little rough. The hotel is not as impressive as it looked on the Internet, and the service booking in is not great. We meet Wibbles & Emma (+ a large bump) for lunch. Its overpriced and takes far to long. This causes us to be running behind time and a rush to get there. Considering I'm an usher this is not particularly good.

All however goes smoothly, we are there in time and Dean is not a nervous wreck. He looks brilliant in the full military uniform. Sarah arrives and looks fantastic. Both are have beaming smiles and look incredibly happy. Dean looks a little like Noddy.

The evening do goes just as smoothly. The speech's are good. Dean & Sarah both thank me for been their for them over the years. This seems silly to me as they have both been at my bedside over the last 9 months. Both have seen me at my worse and helped me remain positive and get through everything. I am so lucky to have such great friends.

Food is good and we have a good table. Banter is quite good. It gets to desert and we manage to convince the table to do NHD (a race to eat desert as quickly as possible without using your hands). I win our tables race but Jade is also quick. Even some of the elderly friends join in. It went down very well and 3 other tables followed our lead and did the same. Brilliant.

The DJ and the Cresswell clan have been told about my historic MC Hammer dancing. With my legs been the way they are I'm a little worried about trying to do this. Although I can try and dance without moving my legs it won't be the same. Early doors Vanilla Ice comes on and I end up trying to bodypop on the dance, it goes down very well but I knacker myself out. I can dance for 1 song then need a break. Luckily the DJ does me a favour and every other song is terrible giving me an excuse to sit down.

Deans nephew Kai picks up on the bodypopping and I end up teaching him some dance moves. I teach him one routine and he loves it. Over the night I teach him a few more moves. I've created a mini Robbie\Mini MC Hammer. He mirrors me on the dancefloor it is hilarious. He even does the worm and 1 arm press ups. He attempts the splits and rips his trousers.

My legs loosen up a little and while pacing myself I manage to do more dancing than I thought I would be able to do. Everyone is on fantastic form apart from the DJ who is bordering on been comically bad. It is a great night. As I'm not drinking Iain takes my place as been the drunkest person at the wedding. It is very funny watching people get steadily worse throughout the night. I still manage to have a great time and remain strong in not drinking although have the shakes all night.

My legs are sore the next day but not as bad as I was expecting. The bruising has spread to my arms and I keep getting cramp in my fingers. I don't think the doctors would be too happy with me this week, maybe this week I should listen to them and behave myself. The is a stag do in London next week. Looking at the itinerary I think I might struggle. It will be more important I make the wedding the week after. This will be a shame but going would just be asking for trouble and I would not be drinking anyway and Stokesy stag do will be one of the more vicious in this respect. A week off won't do me any harm.

I'm sure that the test results are just a minor hiccup. But until they clear up looks like I'll be in hospital a little more than I'd like. Generally however things are still good.. I got to enjoy 2 friends getting married and taught a little kid how to breakdance on the weekend. I am lucky to have been able to make it and having such good weekends means I'll be smiling all week.