While at Camp I went on a steam train to Whitby, where it bucketed it down, but thankfully the rain eased off after dinner, so I got to wander Whitby with James and sperrywink, ending up having a drink in a relatively warm and sun lit courtyard.
Went to check out Castle Howard, which had beautiful gardens and a really interesting castle.
Had a quick trip to Filey, before the moderately tidy BBQ on the night, where the food was plentiful and tasty and everyone looked smart as carrots.
Then sadly had to go home before the others, but stopped off at Scarborough on the way back.
The week before I went nanna was admitted to hospital again as she couldn't move her leg. The news was pretty bleak at one point. We were calling Pauline on the night and at one point I was starting to think we'd have to leave early to see her one last time. Then, between one day and the next she perked right up. Since I've been home she's found out she's actually got two breaks in her back, old ones that probably happened when she fell four years ago. I'm not sure what's going to happen, but am hoping she'll be transferred to the rehab centre which is set up for periods between hospital and home. Especially so as the centre is in the same building as my gym.
It was a year for my weight loss op two days ago. This time last year I was just coming home with no idea how my life was going to change so amazingly. I won't give figures as I have my one year post op appointment next month and will take numbers lost from then, but know, I could walk for a long time and at ease while I was at Camp. I even sat in the middle of a three person row in the mini bus and didn't squash the people on both sides. Silly things like that remain amazing to me. But yeah, I did post a face-to-face pic on Insta if you'd like to see, which is here.