Im halfway through my working day andI feel like I have done nothing. Mainly because I keep flicking to my emails and this page.

I keep thinking and saying to myself that death is the only guarantee in this life, the most certain of all things is that our bodies will die.

Yesterday was a bad day, Mum had forgot to take her anti sickness drug on Saturday night and Sunday was just a mess, vomitting and pooing like I have never seen. Seemed like every time she moved.

All this was somehow familiar though, my gran died of stomache cancer is 2003 and although was never diagnosed until after her death, she was the same.

Hopefully this upset stomache is just due to the chemo. I suppose its a lot to take, she had it Wednesday, Thursday and Friday!

When I went with her for the first dose, as I looked up and saw the bag on the IV stand I commented about how harmless it looks, just a bag of clear liquid, so innocent, yet you know that it is going to poison her body in the hope that it extends her life just a little.

So I was cleaning and phoning the doctor, luckily she managed to keep her anti sickness drug down and then later I managed to get a prescription for anti diaorhea (sorry I dont really know how to spell that), In and out of sleep.

I keep thinking about that old saying that we are born babies and then as the later stages of our life progress we return to being babies.