what next?

Well, I wonder.  I really do.

You see, the past few weeks have not been great.

I’ve scratched the lovely wheels on my lovely Audi (twice), then suffered a front wheel puncture in the same car resulting in a brand new tyre, caught chickenpox, saw that off only to have it replaced immediately with a really nasty cold and chest infection that is only getting worse as I type, and then woke up this morning to find the front right tyre on Mrs. R’s car (*) to be totally flat and the radiator in our conservatory to be completely devoid of any heat despite the below freezing temperatures outside.

(*) This being the same car that on only its second day of ownership earlier this month was rear ended while on the way home from a hospital appointment.

You would excuse me then if I said I’m not having a very good run of luck at the moment.

Which brings me on to next Friday.  November 25^th 2016.  Our 16^th wedding anniversary.  One month to Christmas.  And the date of my MRI scan to discover the source of extreme sciatic pain I have been suffering down my left side for the last month or so.  It’s crippling to the effect that it’s stopping me from walking even short distances.

So, will this run of rotten luck change and deliver a happy anniversary?  Or will it continue, showing that my myeloma is active again putting a bit of a, shall we say, dampener on celebrations?

One thing I do know is that this is all very stressful, and I’m in a really negative frame of mind at the moment because of everything that’s going bloody wrong.

But runs of bad luck have to turn around some time?  Surely?