The List

32. Mood Swings

32. Mood Swings

I'd been sleeping a lot more recently, not even because I was tired. Like one minute I'd be fine, and the next I'd be out like a light. It was due to the tumour, it caused my brain to shut down and go to sleep a lot more often than usual.

I'd also been experiencing a lot more headaches, breathing problems and sickness. The headaches were intense, more like constant migraines.

However, some days I'd be fine and other days I'd be a changed person. So instead of moping around, I've been deciding to make the most of the good days. And on the bad days there was always someone around me, as Connor and Harry insisted I shouldn't be alone when I'm having bad days. I felt bad when they looked after me instead of being out there enjoying the summer.

Today was a good day; I wake up feeling refreshed from a good night's sleep. I have my boyfriend beside me, my head resting on his chest as a pillow.

He must feel me shift slightly, as he stirs in his sleep. A few minutes later, his eyes slowly open.

"Morning beautiful," he speaks huskily.

"Morning gorgeous," I reply, smiling up at him.

"How are you feeling today," he asks, cuddling me.

"Really good. I wanna do some things from my bucket list today," I inform.

He nods.

We get ready for the day, before going downstairs to make some breakfast.

"Morning H," I greet, as I walk into the kitchen.

"Morning love, you alright," he asks from the other room.

"Uh huh. You at home today?"

"Yeah," he says, walking into the kitchen.

"Well we were gonna do some things from my bucket list today."

"Cool, which ones," he asks, helping himself to the bowl of cereal I just got ready for myself.

"HARRY, you douche," I complain, punching him in the arm.

I get out another bowl, "Erm, messy twister, and create a slip slide," I recite after taking the sheet of paper out from my pocket.

"Yes! Do you remember when we made a slip slide a few years ago with Mum and Dad," he says.

"Oh yeah, we were out there for ages," I smile, remembering the memory.

"It's gonna be good."

"What's gonna be good?" Connor asks, as he walks into the kitchen.

"What took you so long?" I ask.

"We were talking about what we were doing today," Harry tells him.

"Oh, I had to ring my Mum. What are we doing today?"

"Messy twister and slip slide," I say excitedly.

I had been looking forward to these two tasks on my bucket list ever since I'd written them down. Plus I'm so glad it's such a nice day today as well, perfect weather for being outside.

As we eat breakfast we decide that it would be best to play twister outside as well, as otherwise we'd most probably get a mess everyone. And no one wanted to tidy that up.

"I've got the twister mat," I say, walking onto the patio, and setting it out on the grass.

Close behind me, Harry comes out from the glass doors with a few bottles of paint and Connor with a few more. We all grab a bottle and cover the coloured circles on the twister mat, with the same coloured paint.