Monday’s Boy, the gloat too far.

Monday.

This Monday’s boy is sitting here gloating. When was the last time one of you night owls could say you slept till 4.25 am.!!!! It’s not as though I didn’t get to close the computer at 11.20 pm last night or that I only read until 11.50 pm, and I was certainly asleep in no time at all. I wonder if this is a bonus from Somnos. If so, I hope for many more to come. I had a late breakfast and took my meds then brought a coffee through to catch up on all I’d missed since posting the blog last night. It’s been it’s usual good response. At 8.30 am I dressed and at 9.00 am went to the chemist and the post office. Time to start sending Christmas cards out and today was the turn of the foreign ones. The morning was eaten up writing cards and playing catch-up. I had lunch and watched most of Bargain Hunt, the rest I just heard till I burnt my fingers and howled. As soon as it was over I turned off and caught 40 winks.                                                                                                                             2.00 pm to 4.30 pm I was either dealing with emails or doing my legs and feet. Loads of skin came off that I wasn’t expecting. From 4.30 till 9.00 pm was my break, sacrosanct in it’s inflexibility. Time for Joey and I to bond.Ha!! I’ve never met a less social bird.               At 9.00 pm I came through to catch up on my mail. I was ready for bed at 11.40 pm. Time for a little read.

Tuesday.

I really struggled to get to sleep last night. I’d turned my light off in preparation but maybe I’d had 40 winks too many yesterday. I know 12.30 am came and went and I was still running the same conversation over and over in my head. Eventually I know I dropped off and I remember nothing then until my eyes opened and I was awake. 2.28 am. I sat on the edge of the bed hoping I could fall asleep again, but not with the cigarette still in my hand preferably. At just before 3.00 am I went and took my meds and had some breakfast. I worked steadily up to 6.45 am and then prepared myself to go out. The forecast isn’t good but I don’t mind the weather too much. The journey was good and it didn’t rain at all. I saw Reuben and walked him part way to school then afterwards Yvonne, Amelie and I went for a drink and a wee. Well OK, it was just me for the wee. We had a look round new shops and I was successful at finding all but one of the gifts I’m finding difficult for Christmas. I have lots of small ones to go now.                                          I caught my bus home and to save time called in at the chippie to pick up lunch. They were delighted to see me back out and about and wouldn’t accept money for my meal. They’re beautiful people. There was a note through the door from the nurses to say they’d called, knocked and waited, would I please call them. I asked Yvonne to get in touch for me. I wasn’t expecting them today as last week we made arrangements to come back on Wednesday to see how I’m getting on.                                                                              Catching up on mail was my priority this afternoon so no chance of 40 winks but typically I fell asleep watching TV later and woke at 9.30 pm leaving me in a catch -up panic. Just gone midnight and I’ve made it.

the youngest swinger in town

Wednesday.

How things change.I opened my eyes to 3.48 am this morning. From an ‘about’ 12.30 am start I’d say that’s not bad given my current record. I swung my legs out of bed (the right side) and stood up in the dark. I wasn’t too sure who I was but I obviously either knew there was a lamp handy or saw it in the glow of the runway lights in the hall. With the light on I was better able to start looking for the lower half of my loungewear. You’d think that wearing it would have made the job easy but hey, when have I ever done things the easy way. Things started coming back to me and the cloud of confusion dispersed. Good, I was getting very cold and embarrassed standing there not half naked. I went through to the kitchen and took my sprays then popped some bread in the toaster. I remembered I needed some milk at this point to take my diabetic meds and as I got the milk, remembered I hadn’t taken my morning meds……which would now have to wait until I’d eaten. Everything done, I took my coffee back to work.                                              Once I was clear I went to sit in the lounge ready or Homes Under the Hammer which was minutes away. The postie came but no sign of the parcel I was expecting today. But as soon as my programme started one of my nurses came. I was confused as she asked whether she was starting with washing my feet and legs. I had to explain I did that now. She was happy with my feet and we agreed that I officially don’t need the District Nurses now unless I call them (by which she meant Yvonne). So I’m fully responsible for my own care now. But she was kind enough to leave me a load of dressings.                                         My brother (ex) arrived to play cards etc at about 4.20 pm. We watched a quiz on the TV first and started playing at 6.00 pm. I don’t want to hear mention of that person ever again withing the next week at least. He’s evil and left with a smile. I took my meds then had a sandwich before I started catch up. It’s taken me to 12.05 am to get almost clear. A couple have to wait until the morning.

Thursday.

2.25 am this morning didn’t seem too bed until I think back to 12.45 am last night. Even if I fell asleep immediately that’s still only 1 hour 40 minutes. I wonder if Somnos has forgotten our agreement or if my experiment hasn’t worked. If I could just get each of my followers to mention him once I’m sure it would convince him to leave me alone. I worked on. At 8.30 am I got dressed and forced a shoe on my right foot. At 9.00 am I took a slow walk over to Pauline’s picking up some bread as well as my lottery. Flippin’ ‘eck it was cold. When I got back I did a little more work then went to catch HuTH to see what was out there. The postman arrived. Still no parcel, at least not the one I’m waiting for.   After lunch I nodded off in my chair and I was so away with the fairies I didn’t even hear Sharon arrive yet she says she spoke to me. She’d been here 15 minutes before I came round. I left her to it and came back to my room to work, intending to catch up on the rest of the 40 winks in here. Instead I got kind of caught up in Christmas and ordering from Ebay.                                                                                                                              I worked until 4.30 pm then went to watch a little TV. Mike turned up about 6.30 pm and like an old married couple started talking about our respective weeks. I’m getting worried. At 9.00 pm I came through for the major catch up finishing about 11.30 pm with luck.

hideaway

Friday.

3.22 am this morning and from a midnight light-off I’m counting this a win.I got up to take my meds  and remembered it’s Friday and the day to replenish my drug trays for another week. I’m very organised, every two week I order a different half of the meds so there’s always enough. Once I’d done that I had some toast and took the diabetic stuff. One round(small) of toast with jam on and one without. I would have had Weetabix but was worried about the milk holding out. Maybe I can get some more milk today so I’m covered for tomorrow.                                                                                                                          At 9.00 am I took a card to the Post Office for ‘par avion’ and picked up milk from Pauline’s on the way back. Somehow a teabreak Twix slipped into my hand while there. I returned home in time to collect 4 parcels from Darren which I was able to leave feedback on before watching HuTH with Mike. As soon as it was done he left for Manchester. I was happy to be at home working in the warm.                                                After lunch at 12.15 pm I watched Bargain Hunt, washed my plate and settled for a kip.  It lasted nicely until  2..20 pm and I was ready to work again. I worked until my usual 4.30 pm the found a message on my phone to say Mike was on his way at twenty past. He got home complete with fish and chips at 6.45 pm. After Mastermind I showered and then saw to my legs  which are so much better already. I watched HIGNFY and then came through at 9.30 pm, later than usual, to catch up. Three minutes to midnight now, will I make it?

Tremendous record from this Ohio based group in late 1967.

Saturday.

A terrible 1.55 am this morning and I’d already tried closing my eyes and pretending I wasn’t awake.In fairness it may be I’d heard something as a hail storm started soon after I got up and it wasn’t the first judging by the ground. As I was awake I went straight to work until 3.00 am when I went for breakfast. Having fed my face I came back with a coffee to see how many con-merchants from Nigeria are after my money today in order to get my hands on millions. Needless to say there was one only now he’s(?) claiming to be a bank manager in the UK.                                                                                                        Mike got up about 6.20 am and we were out of the house at 7.00 am The weather was atrocious with snow. It slowed us down and we were running late so we went straight to lunch from shopping then dashed home to drop the shopping off, change clothes for something smart and then go back out to Chester for my daughter’s 40th birthday. Ugo had set up a TV with a continuous reel of photographs charting her life, there were tears in my eyes especially when there were pictures of Ju with her. It was a surprise party and she genuinely seemed surprised. She was still unwrapping presents and greeting people when we left at 6.30 pm. I needed to do a lot of catching up today  and rest up before a different party starts tomorrow with my lovely cousins in attendance. 11.30 pm and I’ve done as much as I can for tonight, I need some rest.

all girls together

Sunday.

3.59 am of the clock And All’s Well. At least I knew who I was and I knew where I was. I also knew I was to take meds but for the life of me I couldn’t remember where they were. By the time I did, I needed more milk to take them with. As I opened the fridge to get some out I noticed that somehow we’d ended up with Red-Top yesterday. Mike senile for picking it up, my bad for putting it away without noticing it yesterday. At least it wasn’t full fat like last time. I brought a coffee back to my desk and started work. It seemed non-stop this morning but somehow some time after 8.00 am I nodded off at the keyboard. The letters are still in reverse on my forehead. Luckily Mike had set his alarm for 9.00 am. I went and made him a coffee. As I went through to tell him it was there, his alarm went off for the second time. He got up on the third one which is better than a Saturday. Snow covered the ground and was still coming down. We went out about 10.15 am and fuelled up then headed to a nearby shop ‘The Range’. We had a coffee and a good walk round.                                                                                                                                                    At midday we started heading for Chester. it was still snowing but the main roads had been treated and ploughed. By 12.45 am we were there and parking up at a multi storey by the restaurant. All the family were there apart from Yvonne and Co. The young waitress must have been so upset at serving a lime and lemonade that she tossed in over my leg. The patting down attention was nice though. For the second time in two days Yvonne walked in and was surprised by us all. I don’t know how Amelie stayed asleep. The meal was an ‘eat all you want’ buffet of World foods so I had some pizza and lots of different potatoes. My niece went up to get puddings and brought me a selection including BFG so I was happy. A Birthday cake with enough candles to be a fire hazard was brought through and even the waiters sang Happy Birthday.                                           It was soon time to depart. Mike was going home and gave my nieces instruction to drop me off on their way. I don’t know whether he suggested stopping to do so. I hugged my lovely cousins as hard as I could (especially the one who brought me Titterton’s pies) and we left. Karen and Jo dropped me at home. hugged me and left. I went in to give Joey a bit of light. It was about 4.30 pm. I couldn’t afford much wasted time today so I took an hour to have a couple of pies and some strawberries and then came through to work. Over 200 waiting to be dealt with.

I wish you all a wonderful week.  I always ask favours of you, usually to spare smiles and hugs for those in need, remember there can be a wonderful return. I still want that but this week I have another favour. Republicans and Democrats of America. For a  minute just forget your political affiliation and think of yourselves as just Americans. The Tax measures currently going through the houses is not intended to  benefit you, the ordinary people. This is a gift to Oligarchs and no-one else. Even the country will suffer as the National Debt rises. Please plague your Senators and Reps not to agree to this and promise any that do will not be returned after the next election. Not that I suppose they care on their pensions. Don’t let America be the first country reduced to serfdom where no-one can afford education. Also Net Neutrality is a subject we need to care about. Stop that bill being passed or the ISP’s will be charging for services they bring you and they’ll be able to slow the service for all those who don’t pay. Keep Net Freedom.                            Love you all.

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The Party Starts…………When?

Monday.

I was up and about at 2.45 am and went through to the kitchen to put the washing on while I had my meds and my breakfast. I chose to go down the route of toast this morning  completely forgetting it was only doing one side at a time. I wandered back to my bedroom with a cup of coffee about 3.20 am and started work. So many nice comments on the blog. If I didn’t put the photos of the kids up I think I might  as well close down. Once the wash cycle was over I turned it to the appropriate drying one and just left it. Got back to the bedroom and found I’d forgotten to put my white cotton gloves in. Doh!                                                                                                                                                      Darren came with a parcel for me and Once I’d cleared my box I was able to check it and leave feedback. I got to see the last half of HUtH where I was able to glance out of the front window to see the nurse as she came. Trouble is she didn’t come then or after when  I wrote my Christmas cards or when I either cooked or ate lunch and I specifically had the same lunch she interrupted last week. After lunch I had 40 winks in the chair which lasted about three quarters of an hour, no doorbell woke me, no phone messages either. I returned to work for a catch up. No-one here by 3.00 pm. So I started watching Escape to the Country. I was just getting to the point where I’d have been watching through my eyelids when a voice penetrated the fog. The nurse, not THE Nurse but the nearest one to her. I didn’t get the new treatment as she didn’t  understand exactly what to do so she’d take the leaflet back to the office to clarify things with Sarah who arranged for this treatment. In the meantime she had  tug and a tear at my feet until I could squirm no longer and was forced to shout “And that foot’s bloody sore” as I removed it from her grip. I didn’t mind leaving the other one until she found a large portion of skin almost ready to go. Half went. When she spoke to me it was like the words were being fired and there was no time to waste with full sentences It was nice to close the door as she left.                                                                                                                                                    I gave Joey the job of comforting me then. After a spate of catching up until 4.30 am I came to watch Flog It ( not a programme on Sadism) then PYMWYMI but unfortunately I missed all of this because the gears on my eyelids gave way and then jammed. I couldn’t get them open and I also slep ( examined my eyelids) through the next programme too. At 9.00 am I returned to find my mailbox jammed and had to work until 12.25 am before getting to bed.

elf love

Tuesday.

I was shocked when I woke up and found it was 4.00  am until I realised I hadn’t put my book down until 1.00 am. First job my meds and some breakfast. That done I came back to work, to chaos.None of my sites still had registered log ins against them so I had to go searching for the sign-ins to each site again. First was the bank which was the one I’d been trying to sign into anyway. When I finally sorted that one I had to start again with this one. I was at it until 5.30 am before I could hit the mail. That took a further 3 hours to clear. At about 9.30 am the podiatrist arrived. She’s a lovely young lady, ( she was carrying a scalpel when I said that). She debrided my left foot really thoroughly and it wasn’t really sore except one place. The left foot she did as much as she could but there were 3 very painful areas for me which she left for now. They’re painful because there are deep cracks in the skin at those points which can’t heal yet. Maybe they will with the new treatment. Yvonne and Amelie arrived during this session. Amelie seemingly had no problem with some random woman attacking her pops with a scalpel. Once the podiatrist had gone, Amelie became more interested in me as someone who could put a step up to the sink so she could wash her hands. I don’t think she’d Lady Macbeth but you never know.                                                                                                                                  Yvonne went to the chippie for us all but by that time Ami had found my Maltesers so chips didn’t stand a chance. For some reason an Aero mousse didn’t either. They left at 12.30 pm so Yvonne had time to change for work and to pick Reuben up from school. Meanwhile at 3.00 pm the nurse arrived and caught me checking my eyelids in front of the TV. The new treatment started …..without the cling film. My legs and feet were washed and carefully dried. A thick layer of the cream was applied and it was left for three minutes (heating up I think) before being rubbed into the skin. Excess was removed with a tissue. Today the legs were dressed again. Tomorrow someone will come and the legs may not be dressed. If I think I can follow the destructions on my own then that may be the case on Thursday and I shall cope thereafter. Back to socks and shoes and going out, Hurrah. Worked to 4.30 am then stayed away until 9.00 pm and the final burst which has taken until 12.11 am tonight.

Wednesday.

The clock and I aren’t on speaking terms at the moment. It was almost 1.00 am when I turned out the light last night. I settled quickly and fell asleep. This morning I saw 2.43 am on the clock and took it to be acceptable only to find with the light on that it was in fact 2.13 am. And yet now I was up and couldn’t even go for my meds and some breakfast. Not really acceptable at all. I had to start my mail early. I worked until 3.00 am then went to get my meds and some breakfast. Having filled my face I took my coffee back to my desk and continued working.                                                                                       The postman brought a parcel I wanted which I checked over before leaving feedback. I had just settled in my chair to watch Homes Under the Hammer when I felt the urge to count some sheep. I could hear the baa baa of their bleating and suddenly David, David, such miraculous sheep they were when one of my nurses was shaking me by the shoulder. They asked me to do my legs from the soaking stage which I did and having shown I can master a towel and some cream I was told the job was mine. They left and I had my lunch and watched Bargain Hunt, I managed just over half an hour’s nap time before returning to work. I cleared my inbox in time for the arrival of Dil come to play games. I’m sure no-one is interested in what happened but I’ll be grateful if in future I hear no mention of that name from you lot.                                                                                  At 9.00 pm when we finished he left and after taking my meds I came through to work. It’s now 11.55 pm and I’m going to bed,

huge elf hug

Thursday.

After a read which took me until almost 1.00 am because I spent so much time going back to see if I.d read something. Sleep came relatively easy and there were dreams waiting in the wings. I got up at 2.57 am and was convinced there was someone behind me in bed doing some nice things to my neck.I was very careful not to disturb her by putting my light on. After my meds and breakfast  I brought my coffee back with me but she’d gone. I started work on the mail which took me until nearly 7.00 am to complete.I actually went through to my chair about 6.45 am. I admit I nodded off quite happily but this was for more than 40 winks. I was there till 9.30 am and very strange too. I was completely out of it and was rolling around like a drunken sailor. I had strange thoughts and pains in my legs but not from the sores. I thought I was about to suffer like you can get on an aeroplane.  The nearest I get to that is driving with Mike.                                           I decided to brave this new world and took a slow walk up to Pauline’s for my lottery tickets. It would be nice to win about now. Mike arrived about 2.30 pm his private jet had taken the journey well. About 140 miles in about ten minutes I think.At 3.20 pm we toddled of for the scan. I didn’t have long to wait but the exercise took a while and the gel was very cold. At least I know I’m not pregnant now. We called in for bread and milk before going home and when we got home it was lovely to be in away from the bitter cold. We were in time for all my antique shows though Mike fell asleep and missed the early ones. At 9,00 pm I came through to start the evening catch up. It’s 11.35 pm and I’ve finished, almost an early night.

Friday.

I got a nice extra lie-in this morning until 3.55 am, it was lovely. I practically bounded out of bed and went to the kitchen. It was then I remembered it’s Friday so I have the weeks meds to sort before I can get breakfast. I better not say too much on the subject as a close friend has told me I”m whingey and whiney this week. I finished that job with great joy at about 4.45 am and had my weetabix. I came back to my desk with my coffee.                  It took a little longer than usual to catch up but by 8.00 am I was there. Then I found myself drifting off to sleep again but was stil carrfying on writing to whatever came in,    ( see I was doing it again there), then jerking awake and correcting what I’d written before it was sent out (I hoped). One of my nurses came to make sure I was still happy and to bring supplies, lint pads, tubular leg dressing etc. I asked how their shared supplied were going and was told they were down so I gave her another box to take up. I reminded her I might supply the temptation but I never make them eat. I don’t want a load of chubby but angry nurses on my doorstep in the new year.                                            It was a messy morning with work ebbing and flowing. At midday I had lunch and then settled in my chair for what I hope would be a full 40 winks. I think I’ve got a faulty box recently though as I couldn’t get off at all. I returned to work . At 4.30 pm I was knocking off to see ‘Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is’ which if it’s on next week will be abbreviated. Mike returned about 6.15 am and brought me some chips so I wouldn’t touch his tea he said.  Cruel….but true.                                                                                          At 7.30 after Mastermind, I had a shower and what a delight after so long.  I dealt with my feet and legs after that then worked for a while since he was watching football on the TV. I came back to watch ‘Have I Got News For You’.After that it was head down and clear the in-box. Bed about midnight.

Saturday.

I woke at 2.52 am but in the interest of keeping my story straight and my kneecaps in place I did not leave my bed until the clock struck three. Then it was off for my meds and breakfast. Despite knocking something over as I left the kitchen, technically it was just in then lounge so the kitchen remained intact. I was back at my desk with a coffee by 3.40 am.                                                                                                                                                             At 6.00 am I made Mike a coffee and called him then I got dressed and started taking the buns and the recycling bags out. When I got back in I gave him another call. went to wash my hands and just returned to work for a while.Mike got up at 20 past. At 7.00 am we were on the road, we went back for the car. It was our usual first supermarket but today we had his breakfast elsewhere as he wanted to be in Chester for 10.00 am to collect something he’d had saved by a shop. It didn’t take us too long and we were making our way back to Flint by some convenient long cuts we didn’t know. We had a little toddle there, bought a couple of things, had coffee to say hello to Temptations, got some frozen food and headed home to put it away. As soon as we;d done that it was back out or lunch. So wandering in the cold. playing in the freezer then out in the freezing rain again you can see why I’ve got a blinkin’ cold. I was glad to get home.                         Mike watched his sport while I played catch up this afternoon. At 5,00 pm I broke off to watch TV with Mike and to see to my feet and legs. At 9.00 pm I said goodnight to Joey and came through for the big finish. 11.15 tonight and I’m getting an early night.

photo shoot 3

Sunday.

Oh Dear, I don’t think 1.50 am was exactly what I had in mind for this new enterprise to start on. I’d hoped that by giving Somnos something new to build his hopes on, he’d be concentrating on me less. I suppose it’s only obvious that he’s be keeping an eye to see if the poster had started achieving results. Personally I think he’s be far better keeping an eye on himself to see if his stature increases than on me. However, he’d woken me this morning to let me know he thought he was looking bigger and did I agree. What else was I going to say but yes, in the hopes of future sleep. He left me alone but of course I was wide awake.                                                                                                                                          Far too early to have breakfast I just signed on and started work on my mail. At 3.00 am I fed and watered after taking my meds. I brought a coffee back to the desk. By about 7.00 am the workload was clear and I was beginning to fade a bit. I was gently nodding at the desk trying to answer mail as it came in but also avoid writing anything ridiculous and sending it out. Quite a balance problem. At 10.00 am Mike got up and I went through and joined him in the lounge. I still felt so full of cold and didn’t bother getting dressed.  I didn’t want to go out for lunch either and knew Mike had his grandson’s birthday to attend I just had to shuffle him out of the house. He was kind enough to help me wrap some presents then he set off home. I was very good and came through to play catch-up before having something to eat and then I settled myself in front of the TV to ignore some Christmas films by examining my inner eyelids. I stayed there until 9.00 pm and then came to accept the censure of having left my mail for so long. It took a long time.

the slide

I wish you all peace and much Joy in this lead up to Christmas. I hope you’ll be able to share the joy via either a smile or a hug with all those who seem to be missing either of those things. Perhaps we can spare time to remember out homeless  and the needy. Remember those who don’t share this celebration with us but nonetheless wish us well and especially remember those for whom this celebration is utter misery. Any way we can spread joy can only make the world a better place. And if it costs us a few shillings in the process, so what. To all my friends of other religions who don’t share this celebration, just enjoy the holiday and the good feelings it usually generates. They never last.                Hugs to you all.

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Tears on my Pillow

Monday.

Last night I was tired and prepared to sleep as long as sleep held me though in reality I knew I wouldn’t want to sleep beyond 4.00 am. So when I woke and got out of bed 3.59 am was flashing on my clock as it was on the kitchen clock when I got in there. I think there’s making a point and then there’s making a point. It hadn’t been the best sleep in the wold but I was satisfied and here was plenty of time to work which is what I did as soon as breakfast and the meds were done and I had coffee in hand raring to go.               I carried on until 8.35  am when I decided to get dressed but not until Joey’s yelling reminded me that he hadn’t got fresh seed and water and nor was his cage door open.       Darren the postman delivered two parcels this morning and then another one he found in his van ten minutes later. More Christmas prezzies dealt with but I mustn’t get complacent as there’s along way to go.                                                                                             I made lunch at 12.00 noon as the nurse hadn’t been in the morning. It was 12.15 am and I was halfway through eating it when she arrived. Bummer. We got sorted and she was really happy with progress. We’re going to carry on with daily changes. After she left I finished the meal off and took my tablets, watched the end of Bargain Hunt, washed up and then checked my eyelids were still working. I slept till 2.15 pm then came to catch up until 4.40 pm I stayed away until 9.00 pm then came for the last catch up of the day till 11.45 pm.

Tuesday.

I read until almost 12.30 a last night.  One last nip to the loo and as I came back I kicked the box adjoining the cables to laptop from electric charge. It was full on my big toe on the left foot which as you know looks like a war zone. I flopped down on the bed and buried my face in the pillow I’m not sure whether they were tears of pain or frustration that were drawn for a minute. Once the throbbing stopped I fell asleep. I woke at a much kinder 4.15 am than usual. Somnos is giving me a period of grace it seems but the time is still not good enough to say ‘don’t hurry’.                                                                                  After my meds and my breakfast I worked with my coffee until 7.31 am when there was a slight lull in proceedings. It felt cheeky given how late I’d woken but I still went through to my chair in the lounge. I recycled 40 Z’s but it only took me to 7.50 a.m. I decided I might as well do something useful and sorted my Christmas cards ready to write. About an hour later I returned to work proper. The postie brought me just one parcel today. Tomorrow will be good as I’m expecting some for Mike as well I think. I waited for the nurse but it looked as though they were going to be late again. Maybe I’d have chance to eat my dinner but no, a ring of the bell and two arrived. One I’ve seen before and she’s nice but the other one was quite vicious. Guess which one was doing my feet. A constant sound of sharp intakes of breath and feet jerked followed by an apology followed by repeat above. Some skin may well have been ready to come off but it wasn’t being asked  politely it was being ripped off. The number of times I said ouch she must have thought it a foreign language for carry on I’m enjoying this. I was not.She decided to dress the legs in just loose stockinette for some reason which left my toes open.                  They left at 12.14 pm just as Bargain Hunt started and I had to rush and make my lunch before they got too far. I had a message to say ‘Thank You’ from a friend whose blog often provided me with my hilarity for the day. He’s a funny man and certainly has no need to thank me. https://youvebeenhooked.wordpress.com/. I worked till 3.00 pm then had a little skive till 3.45 pm then at 4.0 pm I gave up work till 9.00 pm and came back and paid the price. At the end of the night a read until 12.30 am. Sleep came easily.

elf on a shelf

Wednesday.

I think Dawn was 3.43 am this morning but I was still tired and sent her home. No way I was getting back to sleep now. Had my meds, ate some of my breakfast and brought my one-a-day coffee back to work. At 8.15 am I knocked off for a bit, hoping for 40 winks in my chair I managed about 20 before the first of a constant stream were at the door. The gas man wanted to read the meter, poor souls had no idea where it was when I invited him in. He was very good and cleared a space for himself and his mirror on a stick. Bert from next door came as did the postman and then a parcel delivery (for Mike) all leading up to the nurse who appeared at 11.30 am. Unlike yesterday this one actually dressed my legs fully and not just with stockinette. I can see just how much they’v improved and the feet are pretty dry now but even with the ‘Peelers’there are still a lot of growths of skin to clear.                                                                                                                                                      After I’d had my lunch and Bargain Hung had finished I undertook a survey of my inner eyelids that took just over an hour to satisfy me they worked. It was time to play catch up with the work. Another parcel delivered (proof there’s no rest for the wicked I suppose) and at 4.25 pm when Dil arrived I was up to date. He’s really learned how to cheat well. I couldn’t best him at the Yahtzee and it ended up a draw 6 games each. I beat him at Nomination Whist but he bested me at Cribbage so he headed home with honours even again. It happens too often, I piled back into work mode which kept me until 20 minutes past midnight before I was able to get a short read ready for sleep.

Thursday.

Despite reading till 1.00 am an waking at 3.08 am I think I had a touch of genius last night.

somnos

If he likes that and it raises his profile I could be free at last and ready to get my own good night’s sleep.                                                                                                                                 Well he should have had the idea by now, with luck I should get an answer by tomorrow. Once I’d dealt with my drugs and breakfast, I took my fresh coffee through to the bedroom to start. Among other things was a reminder from Yvonne that she and Amelie will be coming this morning. If we skip through all the mail and getting dressed we can get to the bit where they arrived. It was about 10.20 am and no matter how many times Yvonne said “Give pops a kiss” I was ignored by a little girl who’s grin just got wider and who kissed or hugged her Mum instead.                                                                                          The nurse arrived so I must still be on a daily call, liked what she saw, answered Yvonne’s queries, dressed both legs (properly) but only applied the iodine to one and left. Yvonne went out just before noon to get me some lunch. Amelie cried but I’m not sure whether she missed her Mum or her chocolate biscuits. Yvonne came back and Amelie was asking for ‘just one more’ of her mum’s lebkuchen biscuits. Her eyes lit up when I offered her a chocolate mousse, It was gone, demolished. I closed my ears in case I heard those fateful words. I finished my lunch and they left to go home. Apart from Joey the place was quiet.                                                                                                                                      I nodded off but was woken by my cleaner arriving. It reminded me to do a bit of work. I worked until 4.30 pm when I gave up until 9.00 pm. Time to catch up. 11.35 pm off to bed to read.

seesaw squeals

Friday.

I tuned my light off at midnight and threw myself around a couple of times to find the best position for comfort. I was soon away in the land of Nod. It was 3.35 am before I woke which was great. I went through to the kitchen, took my meds then started filling the trays for the next week. I had pills rolling everywhere as my hands shook and I dropped them, the job seemed to take forever. That done (finally) I had some Weetabix for breakfast (one job even I couldn’t mess up)(OMG if you could only see my two fingered typing this morning, the spelling is atrocious ). I took the last two diabetic tablets and went to make my coffee……or so I hoped. It was a red light job meaning twenty minutes spent on cleaning the machine with a descaling tablet. Only it wouldn’t start. AAaaaargghh, I ended up turning it off then on again only to find it wasn’t requesting a clean now so I re-inserted my coffee pod and started again. I was half an hour sitting at my desk before I realised I hadn’t even drunk it. Duh!                                  The Nurse visited at 11.30 am today. I was just in the process of stripping my leg (tastefully of course) when the front door went. It was the chemist with a new course of treatment. I have to slap it on, cover my leg with clingfilm, bake for half an hour then remove the clingfilm and throw it away. No-one has yet told me what I’m to do with the legs. I carried on back to the nurse who knew nada. She dressed both legs but without the iodine today as she said it’s all dry, Perhaps on Monday I won’t need dressings and can even fit a shoe on again.                                                                                                                Mike arrived early afternoon sarcasm dripping from his chin, no change there then except I had to get him a tissue. I tried to keep abreast of the work during the afternoon until I quit at my usual 4.30 pm. We had a good evening which included a hair wash and a flannel bath for the rest of me at the sink. Even the mirror blushed.

Saturday.

I was up at 1.28 am after hearing a noise. After stumbling about for a few minutes trying to decide which towel to wear for secrecy I found my way back to bed where I decided I needed more sleep. I got some until 3.20 am when I was less confused. I did a walk round to gather paper for the recycling then had my normal meds. I got the diabetic meds together  with some milk and had my breakfast. I made a coffee and brought it back here to work at 3.55 am. At 6.00 am I made Mike’s coffee but thought I’d gone deaf until I realised the beggar hadn’t set his alarm. That meant it was my job. We had a good morning’s shopping when we went out at 7.00 am but I’m still no nearer getting more Christmas prezzies. The weather was so foul today with rain throughout the night then snow about 5.30 am followed by rain all day, so we decided to come home after lunch. There was a message to go to the hospital at 2.00 pm tomorrow, so much for a free weekend. I caught up on my mail during the afternoon and my sleep during the evening. no wonder he’s complaining about my company. Restart work at 9.00 pm to 11.30 pm.

wrapped up warm

Sunday.

Light out at midnight. Not a very long read but enough.I was drained from the pain in my right foot. I’m sure I got up once in the night and maybe had a conversation with a female. I definitely got up at 3.41 am and somebody had moved some of the rooms about. Then no they hadn’t, I was just confused. I put the light on in Mike’s room to see if anyone was there and there was, but luckily for me he didn’t wake. I went to the kitchen for my meds and some breakfast but found I had put the toast on first so had to hurry with my meds. Then my toast came out like French toast, with just one side browned and I had to work out which way to put them back in to brown the other side. A freakin’ disaster of a morning. Things can only get better………..                                                                 I caught up with my mail and remembered to drink my coffee. I did a couple of searches and I also had a rummage in Ebay for my still difficult Christmas prezzies. At 10.00 am I put the kettle on in the hopes Mike would soon be up. He made it by twenty past which wasn’t too bad. We couldn’t think of anything specific we wanted to do in the morning so we left at 11.30 am for Prestatyn and lunch. The beef was to die for. We came straight back to Holywell afterwards rather than go round shops in Prestatyn, it meant we could better gauge the time before leaving for the hospital. I managed to get a toy for my last great nephew, if only his Mum and Dad were as easy to buy for. We were at the hospital just before 2.00 pm and I didn’t have long to wait. I’m wondering if this is the last time I’ll have my legs dressed with the new treatment starting this week. We came home and watched a Christmas film that had us both throwing sarcastic remarks out. Mike left at 5.00 pm to go home while I spent time catching up on my mail.

May you all have the nicest of weeks in the change from November to December. Give smiles where you can and hugs where you will. Share a thought for all those people in refugee camps throughout the world and if you have a little cash to spare…….. there are also many people in prison in countries with few human rights, people who want to see some form of democratic change and a lot of journalists. Places like Saudi Arabia and Turkey which has undergone a radical change under Erdogan. Possibly the kind of changes the U.S. may follow as journalists are ridiculed.                                                            Look after yourselves.                                                                                                                             Huge Hugs

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The Wrapper Returns.

Monday.

Up at 2.07 am this morning. Not too bad maybe as I managed to turn my light out at 11.30 pm last night. I know my legs haven’t been treated since Thursday last, but I swear I caught a whiff of damp goat as I was waking. So it’s either my toesies have halitoesis or Somnos has been sending his brother round again.                                                                      At 3.00 am I went through to the kitchen to have my meds then some breakfast. Just some toast again but it was enough. I set the washing machine going, then made a coffee to take back to work. I was keeping an eye on the time to put the clothes on a drying cycle. I remembered in time and set it for an hour and a half. I carried on working until 6.45 am then decided to try 40 winks in my chair. I woke just before 8.00 am and went straight back to work completely forgetting the dry laundry. It was 10.00 am before I remembered and went to get the stuff out, no longer hot and pliable, but cold and wrinkled. I hung it on the airers.                                                                                                     At 10.45 am the nurse arrived. I took the remains of the dressings off and my feet were soaked and washed. I hate that bit because of the pressure applied, ouch, ouch and ouch. No, not three legs just lots of discomfort. I had her take a look at the soles of my feet too and she said there were quite a few ‘cracks’ there. She treated them. I wonder if they normally just do the tops because that problem is obvious. Anyway, she decided my feet were a little wetter than before and it was probably due to not having been done since Thursday, so for now we’re going back to every day changes.                                                    I cheated and had an easy lunch then worked till 3.00 pm. Watched Escape to the Country then worked till my 4.30 pm antiques show. After that I had tea with Joey and nodded off for an hour. I watch a programme called Babylon 5 that I’ve heard about for years but never seen. At 9.00 pm I called it a night and came through to work. At 11.20 pm I decided bed was a good idea.

Tuesday.

I probably got to bed about 11.30 pm and managed to read until midnight last night. It took a little time to get the feet comfortable enough to sleep, but once I did…………………..    It was 3.45 am before I woke up this morning, my longest lie-in for ages. I’ve no doubt someone interceded for me with Somnos.  Meds and breakfast were done straight away before bringing my coffee back to work. And work there was this morning but by 7.35 am I was nicely on top of it. I decided to celebrate with a sit down in my chair but the 40 evaded me so at 8.00 am I returned to work slaving over a hot keyboard.                              At 10.50 am yesterday’s nurse returned with another. They are both nursing sisters by my guess at the uniform and it was to clarify a new care plan based on the change back to daily. Daily for two weeks they agreed before one took out her tweezers, gripped a piece of black flesh across the top of my foot and pulled. She celebrated one continuous piece that had defeated others by removing even more flesh from between my toes. My crossed fingers worked and she didn’t try the big toe which is more wood than flesh now. They left at 11.30 am and my stinging feet were grateful.                                                            My nephew came this afternoon to see if I wanted shopping. He answered the doorbell for me and in came a podiatrist. As Lee went out shopping she started in on my feet. She checked the pulse rate to ensure a good flow of blood. she even cut a couple of nails on one foot but she used a scalpel to clear even more debris from the feet. Talk about sore afterwards. My shopping arrived and Lee put it away for me. Once he podiatrist had finished I cleared her debris and Lee and I enjoyed a game of scrabble.He went home to his wife and sons leaving me at the mercy of the budgie.

takin the strain

Wednesday,

I was in bed for 11.45 pm (post mail) and only read for half an hour before extinguishing the light. Perhaps I should have put the book down first? The stinging had stopped to a large degree and I suspect sleep came readily because I was still holding the book as I woke, and my glasses were twisted at an awkward angle on my schnozzle. I slept until 3.37 am which was again unexpected. I wondered why my female companion was hushing me until I realise she’d sprung a leak.                                                                                After using the puncture repair kit I took my meds and had some breakfast. I brought a coffee back to work and kept going until 7.41 am when things slowed down. I went looking for 40 in my chair. Phew, I found them and they kept me going until 8.30 am(ish) when I returned to work. I was in the lounge about 10.30 am when I noticed a nurse going pas the window carrying a large box. I went to the door but saw that she was at a neighbour’s house.I closed the door and walked back to the lounge. i’d just reached there when the bell rang. I asked if the box was because she was selling my supplies door to door. Luckily she had a sense of humour. I unwrapped my legs being careful not to ladder my stockings while the nurse prepared herself. She was very gentle with me so she obviously knows I’m a virgin on the ridiculous.                                                                       After she’d gone it was getting on for lunchtime so I had a beef dinner from the bing machine. It was surprisingly nice. I saw Bargain Hunt and at 1.00 pm I went back to work . I’d missed a fair bit. At 3.00 pm I was clear so went through to see Escape to the Country which involved inspecting my eyelids from within. At 4.10 pm I just had time to clear the mail box before Dil arrived. I made him a cup of tea and we watched Pointless before the gaming began. Tonight was another honours even so he said we could part friends. I wasn’t sure why we’d change the habits of a lifetime. I tidied up and came through to work finishing at 11.40 pm.

under the tunnel

Thursday.

3.25 am this morning. Reverting more towards what was the main time before.There was a message waiting for me that another blogger has made Somnos an offer so he’s having to leave my side for a while. Our ‘Friendship’ will not be forgotten though. ( shame). I dealt with breakfast and meds straight away before bringing a coffee back to start work. I had a difficult letter to write to someone who considers me ‘stubborn’- me of all people? And who is full of suspicions when I try to be the most reasonable of men. I get the feeling I’ll never win. At 7.41 am I was temporarily clear so decided to occupy my chair in the lounge for forty. I was a little up set to get just twenty as someone knocked on the door at 8.10 am and by the time I gingerly got there, they were long gone. I tried calling out ‘Hello’ in case they heard and came back but all I got was a kind passerby asking if I needed help. I returned to work. At 9.30 am my neighbour Margaret came to the door. She came in for a chat then kindly went to do my shopping. On my return to work I found an email telling me I had  direct message on Twitter. Here’s how it starts……… ….   My name is Mr. Suvo Sarkar, I am Bank Officer here in Emirates Bank of Dubai NBD. I have a business proposal for you which is in connection with your name and you are going to benefit from this transaction which will be of our interest and benefit to our both families. Yet another con that’s finally moved away from Nigeria so naturally I’m going to fall for it now.                                                                                                                                          Nursey arrived at 11.30 am and was very gentle today except when she was apologising for prodding the wrong places to ask if they hurt. She left at 12.15 pm so I found myself trying to watch Bargain Hunt as I was cooking my dinner. Te afternoon alternated between periods of work and periods of sitting down with my legs up. Mike arrived before 6.00 pm so we nattered until 9.00 pm when it was clearance time for the mail.

Friday.

I didn’t do too well this morning though I was desperate to stay where I was, wrapped in the warm with a beautiful dream lingering on the outskirts of memory. But here it was 1.46 am and I was wide awake. Nothing had woken me and I felt no threat so maybe even Somnos wasn’t on the prowl. The only thing to do was get up and start work. That carried me through until 3.00 am when I went through to the kitchen to have a fix and prepare my drugs for the next week. Then I was able to have breakfast and make a coffee to bring through with me.                                                                                                         I worked until nearly 10.00 am then fell asleep when I would normally watch Homes Under the Hammer, luckily Mike likes that too and remembered to turn on albeit late. I was expecting the nurse around the time it ended but she didn’t show, I wondered if it was due to the doppler I was supposed to have. At noon I gave up waiting and made lunch to ear while I watched Bargain Hunt. I’d just started the washing up afterwards, when I didn’t expect the nurse to appear, when she did. Sana doppler which they will now do on Saturday at the hospital for ease. Once the legs were done I finished the washing up and started on the mail again.                                                                                Mike arrived back about  6.00 pm and the lazyitis was so bad he had to make his own drink. We watched Antiques Trip from 7 to 8 and then Mastermind before he washed my hair and left me taking a bath in the sink.. At 8.30 pm I went back to the evening mail and got caught up. It was just gone 11.30 pm before I got near bed and 12.15 am before the light went off. Sleep was along time coming.

ami ride

Saturday.

Despite it being past 1.00 am before I got to sleep I was not to be allowed concessions. I woke at 2.27 am and was able to take a full minute getting up. As I turned my screen on a message appeared. Somnos, (your) God of Sleep invites you to join him for an evening of fun and gaiety from Midnight 18th November. Bring fruit. Finally I may be about to get to the bottom of his renewed interest in me.I worked till it was time for breakfast, I had just enough butter for two rounds of toast which I had, somehow managing to cremate one of them I held a very quick service with a knife over the waste bin until it looked edible. After taking all my meds I returned to work until 5.30 am. Then I got dressed. Have I mentioned I’m having to make sure whatever I wear on my lower half (excluding my kilt) has legs wide enough to take both legs and dressings. At 5.50 am I was ready and had managed to wedge my feet inside my old velcro slippers. I put the kettle on for Mike and as soon as I heard his alarm I took a coffee through to the lounge for him and went and shouted him. I then started to get all the rubbish and recycling outside. The weather was cold enough to give me my own Newton’s Cradle so I was glad to get back in the warm and shout him a second time. His alarm must have gone off four times as he got up pretty quickly. I retreated to my room and the computer as someone wandering around in just their shreddies at that time of the day requires a stronger stomach than mine.        Shopping went well and was pretty successful in more than food as I picked up a Christmas present for one of my nieces. We went for breakfast (Yes, I don’t need reminding I’d had one, I just can’t see him eat alone). A couple of things in the Morrison’s where the cafe was and we were ready for the off again. I was paying the price for the outing by having to occupy the wheelchair and he was enjoying every moment of the power. In Flint I got another present but not for Christmas this time. I escaped his clutches on my sticks and forced him to follow me into Temptations before doing the last of my shopping, for the freezer and then going home to put it away. Mike refuses to do that because I won’t let him spend on a new freezer for me.                                                       We headed into town to get some special cards then eat at the chippie. Then off to the hospital for the Doppler and new dressings.I was on my way home again about 3.00 pm after a good laugh with the nurses both of whom I know. Work till 5.00 pm then investigate my eyelids for 2 hours in my chair. I finally came back here for catch up at 9.00 pm.

Sunday.

My light went out at midnight and despite a terrible itch across the top of my right foot I was asleep in no time at all. And there I was on the top of a mountain with a bag of tomatoes in my hand and a very cool breeze around my kneecaps. I think the tomatoes were a little rebellion on my part but not recognised as such by Porcinus as he came round collecting tribute to his brother. Was it my imagination or did Porcinus himself look a little bigger (and smell even more of damp goat?). I saw Somnos heading towards me and was tempted to run but I was far too inquisitive as to the reason for this bash with it’s accompaniment of shepherdesses on what looked like pan pipes.                        ‘Ah David’ he said, ‘welcome. This is as much for your benefit as mine. My name is slowly growing towards that of Hypnos, Somnus and Morpheus his son. I am on the verge of becoming a big god and in part it’s down to you. You have my thanks. I would ask for one last effort on your part. Make my name a household word and I shall reward you.’             ‘With sleep’ I asked. ‘Whatever your heart desires’ was his answer. I knew I was returning home then and my knees began to warm. The last thing I heard as I left was ‘And by the way, I noted the tomatoes, most humorous.’                                                              I woke up and it was 4.00 am. I sat on the edge of my bed and couldn’t move for an hour as the thought of Somnos directing the World’s sleep hit home. At 5.00 am I went for my meds and some breakfast carrying an immense sadness inside me. As I ate my Weetabix I was trying to see ways to succeed and get him off my back forever or ways to fail that didn’t look like I’d done it on purpose. Somnos the Musical? But I’d never get one of the hugely talented musicians to write the songs. How about if I disappeared and got him blamed for my murder, ridiculous, not enough people believe in him to get him charged and as a god he wouldn’t have to appear.                                                                                       About 9.30 am Mike got up I left my plotting and went to say good morning. We decided how to proceed with the day. Accordingly we set off at 10.30 am for Prestatyn and went looking for some Christmas presents he wanted help with. We got what he wanted and were nicely in time for lunch at the Cookhouse with the carvery. Afterwards we took a run back to Holywell and checked a shop for a few toys for Christmas presents we both wanted. At 1.45 pm though we headed for the hospital. Anne Marie was on duty again and changed the dressings including the top-socks I now have to keep things from unraveling. She was really pleased at how dry both feet were and no seepage through the bandages. Things are looking rosy though there’s still a way to go. We headed straight for home so Mike could get away for the birthday party for one of his grandsons. It must be the jelly and ice cream that made him rush. I did some catching up then somehow at 7.00 pm found myself in front of the TV watching a Miss Marple programme. That took me to 9.00 pm when I packed up for the night and came to work.

May you all have a great new week. There will be those who need you to share a smile and maybe those in whom you see a greater need. If we bring sharing to the forefront I think Love will follow and then without the politicians and weapons manufacturers maybe the world will be secure for those to follow us.                                                              Hugs to all,

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Somewhere over the Rainbow

Monday.

Many of us are aware today of yet another mass shooting in America. This time in a small Texas town and in a church. The dead include children and among them the pastor’s 14 year old daughter. The incident is sick. But what makes it worse for me were the remarks by Trump that it wasn’t gun related, and as usual that it’s too early, too hurtful to start talking about it now. Believe me it isn’t. No is the perfect time while the wounds are still raw and people will focus on them so maybe there won’t be another. This man should not have been allowed to own weapons especially of the type he used. It is time for an overhaul of the regulations- but out NRA, you don’t make the regs just purchase them. It has to be made more difficult to buy weapons. It has to be made impossible to buy assault weapons which aren’t needed for hunting. There needs to be a limit set on how many guns someone can hold. Please be sensible now, no-one is taking away your rights, just taking guns out of the hands that shouldn’t have them.                     Up at 2.30 am today. Breakfasted myself and drugged up before starting work. I put the laundry on and brought my coffee back. The nice young nurse ( going to Vegas) this weekend came at about 11.30 am to do my dressings and left at 12.15 pm just when Bargain Hunt started. I lunched late thanks to that so missed my kip.                                      I worked till 3.30 pm then watches a bit of Escape to the Country. Just wait till I have the money to do that. At 4.30 I stayed for Flog It so didn’t return to work again until 9.00 pm hence the fact I’m here now doing this at 11.45 pm. I’m off to bed for a read.

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Tuesday.

01.38 am this morning. Not even an hour and a half. What have I done to upset Somnos this time? Or, more to the point, what does he want.I had my breakfast at 3.00 am after taking my meds and didn’t hear from him by that time. Whatever it is can’t quash my mood.                                                                                                                                                       At 10.30 am Yvonne arrived with Amelie, her poor little chest sounded terrible and she was far too quiet. She stayed in to look after me while Yvonne went out to do some shopping for me. We had a look at some toys in a catalogue and then spent some time taking the money out of the frog’s mouth from my Chinese Good Luck symbol. When Yvonne returned she had sandwiches for lunch and egg custards as a pudding. I wasn’t ready for my lunch just then but it seemed Amelie was and she tore into her ham ‘samwiches’ with gusto. She wasn’t as taken with the egg custard however and poor Yvonne ended up with a half chomped pastry mess in her hand. I thought I’d try something different and got her a little chocolate Rolo pudding.Much to Yvonne’s surprise that was gone in no time at all. Judging by the smiles the old Amelie had returned too, she had energy. When it was time for them to go, Yvonne lifted Ami up to give me a kiss and keep my feet safe, she had a look of sheer delight and mischief on her face, I thought she was going to test Santa’s beard. I got a kiss and a big smile instead. I missed them once they’d gone.                                                                                                           I worked catch-up during the afternoon then spent the evening with my feet up so my feet would be relaxed tomorrow. 9.00 pm back to work.

Wednesday.

There are only three possible positions to sleep in this bed and I favour one of them. I’d stopped reading at 12.15 am and turned my light out yet it took forever trying to find a position in which my feet didn’t hurt so I could sleep. I had been promised if I should sleep for four hours I would have great dreams, especially for the latter two hours. You don”t turn down offers like that at my age since dreams are often all you have. So, I woke up at 2..59 am with no memory of the two hours prior and with the certain knowledge that I wouldn’t experience the latter two hours. I remember that Somnos never liked me having dreams ‘like that’, but surely he wouldn’t begrudge me a bit of fun?                          After breakfast and meds I brought a coffee back to work and carried on working until 7.20 am when I went for a sit in my chair. I managed to sit undisturbed until 8.30 am, no dreams to accompany my Zzz’s. At lunchtime I did some baby boiled potatoes, some corned beef and some beans. After Bargain Hunt I worked again. About 3.20 pm I was just sending Yvonne a text to ring the nurses for me  as I expected to be on today’s list. Just before I could press send the nurse arrived. Let’s just say it was a painful day. When she’d gone I went through to my bedroom to scream and caught Dil sneaking in quietly. I think glossing over tonight’s results is the best policy or I shall have to retire to scream again. After Dil left in gloat mode I worked for a couple of hours and went to bed at 11.30 pm.

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Thursday,

I got a good couple of solid hours sleep last night. I woke at 3.00 am and immediately went through for my meds and my breakfast. The minute I started taking my meds though I had the problem of needing to take them again as they re-appeared. I may not have been pebble dashing the walls but I certainly had to mop the floor around me. The milk I was using is many times filtered and is fresh for at least another 2 weeks. Anyway you can always tell when milk is on the turn. I took the rest of the tablets one at a time and managed to keep them down. I’d made some toast for breakfast and thought it might help but couldn’t finish it. So let’s see, I’m having morning sickness and I’m off my food. Any suggestions? I may be having harsh words with Somnos before long if this is his idea of a joke. Incidentally, a message on my screen this morning advises me to invest my time in ‘small gods inc.’ A guaranteed reward for those with something to offer. So it looks like he’s making a play for the big leagues again.                                                                A nurse arrived this morning a day early and she thought my dressings were still daily Seeing the state of one of them tonight, I wish they were, It looks like I’m wearing one winklepicker. I had a nice outing with MuJo for lunch though it was a close call whether they’d let me out or not. I think the pleading on my knees did the trick. Mind you they had to help me up afterwards. After they dropped me off ( I do wish they’d stop the car first) I worked until 5.15 pm, then Mike arrived at 6.00 pm. I came through at 9.00 pm to play catch up.

Friday.

At 12.30 am I was trying to do a masterclass in sorting bandages. I’d gone to Mike’s room to ask him something and noticed a very long trail behind me as I returned unraveling. Once in bed with a pretty little bow decorating my big toe it took me a long time to drop off. That of course didn’t prevent me getting up again at 2.50 am. I took my morning meds and then filled the dishes for the next week. Weetabix for breakfast although it was a close call as I had major problems opening a new 4 pint of milk. I was red in the face and looked like a heart attack in the making. I was almost ready to wake Mike and ask him to do it before it finally moved.                                                                                                  I worked until about 8.00 am then went to my chair in the lounge with my feet on the stool. Mike got up at 8.40 am and came through carrying a heavy glass vase and asked why he’d woken up  with it on his bed this morning. I couldn’t answer the question though I clearly remembered placing it there. I nodded off and while I did Mike departed on his usual Friday jaunt. It was 10.40 am when I woke and I had to go and start work again. My feet were bad and both sets of dressings made me look like an ancient mummy (you do know I’ve been insulted in better places than this don’t you? There’s no need for that).  I broke off for a little light lunch at noon then returned to work at 1.00 p,m just before Sharon appeared to start cleaning. Sharon left at 3.00 pm as the chemist delivered a new cream for my hands and then Mike came home about 4.15 pm, very early for him.  I had a strip wash in the bathroom after Mike washed my hair for me. So difficult keeping the dressings dry. Mastermind and then Have I Got News For You before I came through for the final catch up and left Mike watching England play Football on TV.

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Saturday.

Don’t you just hate it when your expectations are foiled?Last night I had visions of a decent night’s sleep, which was to include an appropriate lie-in this morning. I’d got to bed at 11.30 pm last night and felt I deserved a read. Light off at 12.05 am didn’t seem bad but in actual fact though finding a comfortable position to sleep in while keeping my feet out of the bed was very difficult. I was very surprised to find myself wide awake at 1.48 am not even 2 hours of sleep. Still nothing from Somnos to say what he wants. I hope I’m not blaming him unfairly. Took my tabs and had breakfast then carried my coffee through to work. By some miracle there was still some in the cup when I got there. The shakes were there with a vengeance. At 5.00 am I had a lull in proceedings so went to my chair in the lounge where I settled for 40 winks. I knew I could rely on Mike’s alarm to wake me at 6.00 am. The big question was could I rely on it to wake him? I made a coffee and called him, he allowed the alarm to go off four times and then he just turned it off. At 6.30 am I had to go through with a crow bar. I got dressed and strapped my slippers on and took the food waste bin out.                                                                                     We went out at 7.00 am and with Mike making me sit in the wheelchair stayed out until 12.50 pm. Annoyingly the nurse had been at 12.30 pm despite having been told we were out till 2.00 pm to be on the safe side. When Mike go her on the phone she refused to come out again. No idea now if she’ll want to come tomorrow or Monday which would be the next due day. Mike went out to visit an old friend until very late tonight. Just as well he doesn’t need the alarm tomorrow.

Sunday.

Mike had returned from his outing about 11.30 pm last night. I was reading in bed. He came through to talk about how the afternoon had gone and he was still rabbiting at 12.30am when I called time. Out went my light and after a few spins I found sleep. I woke at 2.24 am and very gingerly made my way to the loo not quite fully awake.. I coughed, which I tried to keep quiet and I almost had a cleaning crew accident when a voice not very far away asked if I was OK. I was now fully awake and the little voice announced it was going to try to sleep now.                                                                                                              Once I was up to date about 7.00 am I went to have a nod off in my chair in the lounge. I decided not to get dressed early so if the nurse came the trouser legs would be nice and loose. When Mike got up later he rang the Nurses office to see if they would be calling today. No answer, so instead we left a message asking if they’d call after 2.00 pm. I asked Mike if he’s mind having lunch very locally just in case. We went out about 11.40 am and returned about 12.30 pm. Bloody typically there was a not to say they’d been at noon. Still no answer on their office phone. I shall have to cross my fingers they come tomorrow before these bandages disintegrate totally. We watched War Horse before Mike had to start the journey home and in good conscience I could go to work. Once I was back up to date I went back in to Joey and fell asleep. I woke to find I’d burned a hole in my chair.I shouldn’t smoke when I’m tired.

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Sleep soundly, dream happy, wake healthy. A smile on the lips for all who want one and a hug from the heart for all who need one. Let’s turn the world round.

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The Great Unpeeling

Monday.

One of the nice nurses came and dressed the legs. She wasn’t able to answer a question and said she’d have a senior nurse attend Tuesday who can answer anything. I bet that’s not true really as she won’t know what day the Big Bang happened.

Tuesday.

Two senior nurses came, my feet are honoured. They were in agreement with me that gangrene hasn’t set in even though things look grim. I gave them permission to do a peel and they set too with gusto ( if you’re squeamish look away now) peeling back the layers of dead flesh and skin from the top of each foot and between the toes where they could.  They did well though the process was agony. Underneath the black and grey were beautiful pink areas. They said I won’t need daily dressings now so the next will be Thursday. It could still be a while however of having them.

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Wednesday.

I woke up on November 1st. Happy Anniversary Ju. It was 1.52 am and my feet were just as on fire as they had been when I went to bed and when I turned my light out at midnight. I won’t be doing the anniversary waltz today. I won’t be doing much of anything except maybe hoping to win at cards tonight after last week’s defeat. I dickered with the idea of getting something on my feet and going to the chippy at lunch time but there’s nothing I can get on presently with the bulk of all the bandages except one pair of knackered slipper that unfortunately cause my feet to start leaking serum heavily rather than dry out as they must. It was a huge struggle but I managed to win the yahtzee and the cribbage. Somehow even cheating couldn’t get me the triple crown with the nomination whist. It’s probably the agony of my feet that distracted me. I so wish I could have had my feet up. After Dil had gone and I came through to work I could only manage to get my feet up for a while before going to bed at almost 11.30 pm. I read till 12.15 am then squirmed until I was able to find a comfortable position.

Thursday.

Up at 2.12 am Putting my feet on the floor was agony but the choice was getting to the loo or suffering wet feet. I went on to the kitchen and got a cup of milk then started taking all the meds.. I didn’t move in case I sounded like castanets and had all the neighbours out thinking it was a Fiesta.( No Doris, I don’t mean the car made by Ford). Drugs done and breakfast eaten I went through to start work.At 4.30 am I \broke off to watch a programme I used to enjoy Hard Talk where a man called Stephen Sackur usually has a go at some politician, usually from abroad, about his record on promises made or something similar. He can be a little Jack Russel with his questioning. Once that was over I carried on working until about 6.00 am when I decided to lay down on the bed for a few minutes to get my legs up. Next thing I knew it was 9.00 am and the postman was ringing the front door bell. He couldn’t get a delivery though the letter box. There was also a begging letter from the Cat’s Protection League also saying I could win £25,000 in their raffle. I’m sure Oscar arranged for that.                                                                                           In the afternoon the nurse came to redress the legs and to do a little more stripping but not of the exciting kind. Ouch, ouch, ouch. Mike arrived about 4.45 pm and followed some of the Antiques Trip with me. At 9.00 am I came through and started catch up again. I was late finishing at 11.40 pm so read until 12.15 am.

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Friday.

Despite the 12.15 am lights out and the inevitable struggle to get comfy with my feet, it was still a 1.23 am start. I went straight to work. At 3.00 am I broke for breakfast but first had to set out my drugs for the next week. Very difficult to do that with my hands feeling like I’m wearing gloves, and each one with large cracks in the skin.                                       T 7.00 am I was up to date for a while and decided to lie on my bed. Lovely, I managed to fall asleep but at 8.00 am My phone went with a text and it was Yvonne to say she was on a bus. That meant I could expect her about 9..30 am. I got Mike up at 9.00 am and told him she was on her way so he’d put some clothes on. I made him a coffee.                           Yvonne arrived and not too long after that Mike left. It meant Yvonne could wrap his birthday prezzies for me.The argument of the day about having a doctor visit was over and I’d won so I expected penalties somewhere. But no, at lunchtime Yvonne still went to the chippy’s for me. Once I was safely eating she headed off as Amelie isn’t well and she was sure the nursery would want her taken home. They did, as they texted after.               Mike got back about 5,30 pm ish so we watched a quiz after which he washed my hair for me and I gave myself  sponge bath. I went through to work at 9.00 pm and found myself still working at 11.45 pm. I turned in and read until 12.15 am to relax.

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Saturday.

I was still awake at 1.40 am so took up the book again. My feet were driving me to distraction both very painful and one itching I wasn’t really taking in anything I read. It’s just as well really as it’s a very boring book. At 2.45 am I got up and headed for the kitchen. I took my meds, had some toast (boring) and then took a coffee through to start work. I was done by 4.50 am so got dressed ready to do the bins and the recycling. The big bin was quite full this week from all the dressing changes. Mike’s alarm went off at 6.00am and I told him his coffee was ready but I couldn’t open the milk to put any in. He got up virtually straight away.                                                                                                          We did all the usual shops while I was confined to the wheelchair…..no wheelchair, no outing was the rule. At home after lunch I tried to clear my mail before the nurses came. There was no new peel today as she could remove a chunk I’d dislodged trying to stop both pain and itching with my other heel. She was actually very gentle and dressed both legs nicely. I managed a little kip after they’d gone but woke up very confused about who was in the room with me. I was asking my mother if she needed my seat. Mike looked amused.

Sunday.

It may have been quite late before I got to sleep thanks to having to find a comfortable spot for the legs but I’m going to say it might have been 12.30 pm. I woke this morning at 4.22 am which was a bit of a shock but I enjoyed the lie in.  After tabs and breakfast I started work there was quite a backlog today. Mike somehow managed to get himself up for 9.00 am. We went out about 10.15 am on an elf related search for something Yvonne intends to do at Christmas.We were only partly successful. By 11.45 we had our usual table at the pub and could relax until food was served.                                                          After lunch I found a good supply of chocolates for the nurses so should be OK this week. Mike left for home about 3.30 pm I think he was looking forward to listening to his team play on the radio as he drives. I did a bit of catching up of my mail and then went to watch The Hunger Games on TV. The doorbell went and I found my cousin Deb and a friend. I was thrilled. They had been to Bangor University to visit Deb’s son Luke. They stayed about half an hour and headed home. Back to the film again,  It was supposed to end at 9.00 pm but finished 20 mins early so I lied to Joey and told him it was bedtime.

Have a nice new week everyone. Keep a good supply of smiles with you in case someone needs one and always be ready with a hug..

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The Jump Start Monday.

Tuesday.

A terrible night’s sleep. I saw one o’clock come and go before I dropped off. Still woke at 3.24 am ready to do battle though. Those Weetabix put up a heck of a fight. I fumigated the house top to bottom ( it’s a bungalow) to take away any cigarette smoke. I had aired the lounge overnight too. I wanted no problems for Amelie’s chest when they got here. I kept abreast of the work at the same time. Yvonne arrived just after eleven and she’d managed to buy me a bowl on the way. She went off too the local shops in search of things I needed. It was almost noon when she got back and she’d been to the chippie for dinner for us.. The nurse arrived about 12.45 pm and set about christening the new bowl by washing my feet. She hadn’t seen them before but didn’t seem to mind them. She was sure I needed further antibiotics and Yvonne brought the news that the doctor would be nipping in to see us later about that very topic. The nurse finished up and left about 1.15 pm and the doctor arrived about 1.30 pm. I wasn’t very happy that she wanted to see my feet but couldn’t re-dress them afterwards. Yvonne showed her a photo of the feet as well. She thought they were worse than when she’d seen them last. In fact they looked gangrenous and she wanted me in hospital straight away. It’s fairly easy to ignore a doctor but much less so a daughter with an honours degree in parental control via The Chinese Water Torture with words. But. my own degree in Deafness by Degrees near family is quite handy and I won the day. The chemist didn’t have the appropriate antibiotics as he says he’s rarely asked for the new one. I know not what it is though, just that I’ll have to wait until tomorrow morning for it. The doctor departed just before two and Yvonne and Amelie just after  which meant I could have a cigarette…… or 3.                I worked till 4.30 pm then watched my antiques show. I had a banana during a quiz then sat through two hours of virtually nothing (dozing) until I finally came through to get up to date. Here’s hoping for a better night tonight.

Wednesday.

Well, I was later clearing my mail than I thought so I didn’t scramble into bed until 12.30 am. I saw one o’clock come and go again and it looked much as it had done the night before. I’ll be honest (for a change) and say the pain in my feet was terrible and restless leg syndrome took me on a route march for quite some time. I last looked at the clock at 1.50 am. I woke at 2.53 am and just hated to upset my feet by moving them. They must appreciate the fact I don’t move in bed. Can’t say I’m happy to admit that.                             I went through to the kitchen and took my sprays then my tablets, made toast and had that then took the diabetic tabs all with my feet on the floor so the pain had chance to return. I took coffee back to my room and swung both my legs onto the bed so they were elevated whilst trying to answer my mail side on to the computer. Heaven help my neck. The nurses came to wash and dress my feet at 10.30 am, it was funny as they didn’t have enough stockinette and so had to leave my toes on display. I’ll have to be careful as the big toe is the big mess in this fiasco.                                                                                                At midday I made myself some lunch and watched Bargain Hunt until 1.00 pm. Then I settled down for a short kip only to have it shorter than expected. About 1.20 pm Sharon my cleaner arrived and I’d forgotten the change of day for this week. As I was awake I went back to work. At 3.00 pm she left for the day and I sat in the lounge with Escape to the Country on, hoping it would help me nod off again. No chance. As it finished I darted (snail pace) back to play catch up then all of a sudden it was 4.30pm and Dil was there. I made his cup of tea though Later I wondered why I hadn’t just  thrown it at him as he came in. The first game of the night was a draw, the second and third he creamed me completely without mercy despite my legs being in a sling. I slammed the front door after him and slammed the budgie’s cage door because he refused to tell me what Dil was holding then I stomped off to my room saying Ouch with every footstep.

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Thursday.

Up at 3.10 am and I must have slept since about 12.30 am without anything disturbing me. Perhaps a nice cwtch I was sent kept me safe and warm. Meds and breakfast was soon dealt with and the horse pill sized antibiotic.  I came back to power up the computer , go online to check the bank and then start on email. There was quite a bit from overnight at 57. That took until almost 6.00 am when I decided to go put my feet up in the lounge. By 7.00 am  by some miracle I hadn’t nodded off so I came back through used the bed for my feet and worked sideways on.                                                                    About 9.00 am I got dressed ready for the nurses but thinking about it, my lounge pants would be better to slide up and down over the bandages. The nurse arrived about 11.00 am and was part way through bathing my feet when the doorbell went. She kindly went to answer it for me and it was a delivery from the chemist of things they were short of from Wednesday’s delivery. We reached the end of the process and I passed the lovely wee nurse her chocolates then walked her to the door as she told me to stay off my feet, rest myself and elevate the feet. I came back to the lounge and the doorbell went again, luckily it was my neighbour who’d offered to shop for me. She was great and didn’t take long at all.  I had my lunch.                                                                                                              After lunch I had an hour’s sleep in my chair then went back to work. Mike arrived about 5.30 pm and he tells me he didn’t have much time with me before he had to wake me for my meds, a quarter hour late. That done I went through to work only for him to follow me through for conversation. By the time he’d finished I was ages behind and didn’t hit bed until gone midnight.

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Friday.

My light didn’t go out until 1.00 am last night and I wasn’t best pleased that my feet took a very long time to settle down into acceptable hurting. However it was still only 3.08 am when I got up. I followed my usual routine as in going to the kitchen to take my meds. Even doing that was uncomfortable, but then I had to fill my medicine pots with all the drugs for the next week and that took ages. I was really in pain before I’d finished that. Then I had my breakfast so I could take all the meds associated with that. When everything was done it was almost 4.00 am so I went and lay down on my bed and tried to read a few more chapters of my book. At about 5.00 am I decided to risk working and slung my legs on to the bed while I sat in my chair. Not easy but at least I got some done. Mike got up about 9.00 am so I went through to start his coffee. At some point I nodded off in my chair and he had to wake me to say goodbye. I wasn’t out for long.                       The nurse came just after 11.00 am and washed my legs and feet before putting cream on the legs to stop them cracking worse than they are. Then she redressed the legs  to the knees and left. I made my lunch at midday then after Bargain Hunt I came through to catch up. I was able to do so before Antiques Road Trip but I didn’t want to watch it.  Mike returned home at 7.30 pm so we watched Mastermind then he washed my hair for me, in return I wet his feet. I worked until 10.30 pm then decided I needed an early night so turned the computer off.

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Saturday.

A strange night. I got to bed early and had a little read to relax as usual. I turned my light out at about 11.30 pm. I don’t know when I slept as to be honest I lay there waiting for the pain to subside and it took a while. I woke at 1.06 am I think but it was forgotten as on my way to the loo I found Mike still awake too and we decided to play some cards to make us sleepy. At just gone 2.00 am we decided trying for a kip sounded like a good idea. I just decided to start work as my breakfast time and drugs time was so near. But even with those out of the way I wasn’t ready to sleep so I carried on working.At about 5.45 am I decided to take the weight off my feet and just relax against my pillows for a moment.Big mistake. Next thing I know, Mike is leaning over me like a mad axeman telling me it’s half past six. Given all the stick I put him though on a Saturday morning I didn’t complain.                                                                                                                                    It was a faff transferring to and from the wheelchair but Mike was adamant he wasn’t taking me out without some cooperation. We were out all morning and I surprised myself behaving. We came back before lunchtime as the nurse had said she’d be here soon after lunch. I should have asked what day. It’s just gone 11.00 pm and I think she may not be coming today after all.

Sunday.

Amazing day. I woke at 1.55 am and it being too early for breakfast I just decided to start work. My inbox took me nicely to 2.55 am so I started for the kitchen trying to figure out if I was going to take my meds early since the change to BST had happened in the interim taking me right back to 1.55 am. I decided it was to difficult to contemplate so I refused to look at my watch or the bedroom clock. I took my meds but found it very painful standing around so decided to delay breakfast until later. I took my coffee back to my desk. There was a little more mail which I dealt with and at 5.00 am (or was it 4.00 am?) I just had to lie on my bed. Next thing I knew it was 10.30 am, though I’m now claiming it was only 9.30 am and I was waking up again. I’ve not slept this long for years. It was too late for breakfast so I have to readjust my meals a bit today and go for lunch and teatime for the diabetic meds. The nurse arrived at the ‘New’ 10.00 am and redresssed the legs. She seemed to think that maybe, considering we’ve missed a day. there was less leakage that expected, so maybe things are drying up a bit more.                                                          We went to lunch with me in the wheelchair. I wasn’t happy not having control of my own movement nor of being at navel height with most of the world, especially when some people spoke over my head to get Mike to answer something they could have asked me direct. Lunch was nice as usual but by the time we’d finished I was doing my best not to scream out loud, not that anyone would have noticed with all the Halloween decorations around. We came home and I put my feet up on a stool in the lounge till Mike went home. If I’d known it was so effective I’d have done it years ago. I did some catching up but couldn’t really concentrate so I watched a film with Joey until 9.00 pm then came through for the night. I’m trying to work side on to my screen and with legs up on the bed.

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Starting the week Windy

Monday.16.10.17

Well, I’ve been up since a quarter past two this morning and the wind just hasn’t died down. (I’ll have to give the beans a miss in future). It seems the tail end of a hurricane is with us and what a tail it must be as it’s now 11.00 pm. It was so dull this morning I couldn’t open Joey’s cage at 8.00 am, it was still bad at 9.00 am but I put the lounge light on for him before opening his door.                                                                                                                   The nurse came about 10.30 am and I was delighted that I knew this one. When I had the chest infection and breathing problems last year she was one of the team that came. She’s now changed teams and volunteered to come when she recognised my name today. I was pleased as she was very gentle. Still strapping those bandages high though. Had lunch at 12.15 pm and just didn’t enjoy it, in fact threw half away. But I did make up for it with two mince pies. After Bargain Hunt I slept till about 2.20 pm so had some catching up to do back at my desk. I still managed to fall asleep in my Antiques Road Trip programme and then again in Warehouse 13.                                                                                 I came back through at 9.00 pm ready to catch up for the evening and then go to bed and read. I’m heading for my bed now. 11.20 pm and all’s well.

daisy daisy

Daisy Daisy give me your answer do……

Tuesday.

I didn’t get up until 2.40 am so by the time I’d faffed around getting to the kitchen and taking my meds I had to delay breakfast for an hour so it didn’t clash with the antibiotic. I took a coffee back to my room while I waited. I could still hear the wind outside. I went back at 4.00 am and got some toast to keep me going till lunchtime.                                       By 7.30 am I’d just caught up on the overnight stuff and decided to get dressed, making sure I chose a pair of jeans with wide legs as getting the slim ones off is a comedy in itself. It looked fairly light do I stuck my head outside the front door. I was missing a doormat and my waste food bin. The latter I found buried in a clump of dog roses. I forced a slipper on as far as it would go and went looking for my mat.Pauline in the shop told me the wind would be gone by 10.00am. She was right too. I found the mat rolled up behind the big bin and stuck it back where it should go,                                                            Remembered my 9.00 am antibiotic half an hour late but I forgave myself. I didn’t report it to Yvonne in case she didn’t. I had lunch of beef stew and 12.00 pm and didn’t finish it. Just disinterest I think. The nurse came soon after, not one I’ve met before, yes, it is possible, I’m not always ill. Honestly. She was very nice and gentle but still strapped up to my chin. Move over Rameses I need room.                                                                                       I slept until 2.45 pm then watched a programme on finding lost family, very good programme. Once over it was back to work until 4.30 pm and my Antiques Road Trip, I stayed awake. Back to my room at 9.00 pm ti catch up on mail and record this, It’s 11.33 pm now and I’m off for a read.

a star posing

A Star posing.

Wednesday.

2.55 am rise and shine. By the time I’d forced a slipper on each foot and been to the kitchen for my meds some of the shine had worn off. I came back with coffee to work until I could have my breakfast. I had cleared things by 5.00 am including the break for breakfast, some very uninspiring toast. I could only eat a round and a half. Anyway, at 5.00 am I went to sit in the lounge and try for a nap. It just wasn’t working so by twenty past I was back out. In that short space of time there were over thirty sneaky messages in. I set too again. At 9.15 am I dressed so none of the nurses were dazzled by my Welsh Dragon lounge pants and Bazinga teeshirt. The nurse came just before 11.00 am and was making a good job of the dressing when a neighbour popped her head round the door. She’s been shopping and had picked up some boxes of chocolates for my dwindling stocks. The nurse set to dressing my other leg as it’s showing signs of starting up again. Maybe we’ll have scared it off by tomorrow. My neighbour left followed by the nurse with her box of chocolates.                                                                                                            Lunch was another ‘bing’ meal, braised steak and mash which I ate without enjoying it. I ate while Bargain Hunt was on then settled down for a kip. I woke at 2.35 pm and came back to work until 4.30 pm when Dil was due. I was just preparing his mug when he arrived. Overall tonight he won 2 games to my one but I’ve stopped swearing now. One last push to clear up and then a read I think before lights out at midnight.

Thursday.

2.55 am Saw me up and about. Perfect timing for my meds and an hour’s work before breakfast. That happened at 4.00 am and was my usual boring jam on toast. I’d sack the bloody unimaginative chef if I didn’t need the job so much.                                                 7.45 am saw me sneaking out with slippers tied to my feet as my feet wouldn’t go in them. It was ouch. ouch, ouch every step of the way but I needed essentials, Cigarettes to last me to Saturday, Bread and most important Lottery Tickets. I was back in the house by 8.00 am knowing the nurses hadn’t caught me.                                                                     The morning passed in work and for lunch I had one of my chips in curry sauce. No kip after lunch because Sharon was due. Typically she’d just started in the lounge when the nurses arrived. Both feet were still wet and needed dressing again but before it could be done my bloodthirsty little cleaner asked if she could take a look. Ugh, that’s horrible and “You poor thing” ( I think she meant me and not the nurse) were her responses. Once the nurses left Sharon told me to ring if I ever needed shopping and couldn’t get out which was amazing because she lives in a smaller village than mine which is a good way away and she has to take a bus. She got her box of chocolates to take home as the nurses had. I worked until 4.30 pm then started to nod off a bit. Mike arrived at 8.00 pm then at 9.00 pm it was back to work. It’s midnight now and time to finish.

that's all folks

That’s all folks….

Friday

12.00 am Bed                                                                                                                                            12.30 am finish reading lights off. Can’t sleep easily.                                                                      02.57 am up again. I must have swallowed an alarm clock but I swear I haven’t bitten off any Pirate hands EVER. It takes me a while to take my meds and then refill my tubs for the next week. Then, because I’ve finished the antibiotics I can have breakfast. I celebrate with Weetabix then make a coffee to take back to my room. Time to get some work done. I whizzed through the first forty or so until all that was left on the first pass was a single message that was going to take a couple of hours to answer. It was about 4.30 am I started on that. Many laughs, dirty chuckles and brilliant feelings of actually being someone, I finished my response and sent it off. Hoping I wasn’t coming across as a dirty old man.                                                                                                                                          I worked on and at about 8.00 am Mike got up so I took a break. I got dressed quickly as I had no idea what time the nurse would come. Mike left about 10.00 am (after getting dressed) and the nurse arrived about half an hour later. It’s bad news, the bandages are up to my knee on the other leg now. It looks like I’m wearing football socks.                        Margaret my neighbour brought me two more boxes of chocolates, the last on the shelves apparently. At noon I tied my slippers on and walked very tentatively up to the shops to get some sausage and chips. I know I could make then at home but it would mean a lot of standing. Anyway I got my lunch, all the time regretting I hadn’t just made a sandwich. Towards the end of the meal there was a knock at the door and another neighbour, Mavis had come to offer er services if I ever needed any shopping. I think she was 86 last week. Aren’t people beautiful.                                                                                Mike got home early, about 5.00pm and later on washed my hair for me. Not much chance of a shower at the moment so it was a strip wash. TV till 9.30 pm then back into battle with quite a lot waiting. 11.22 pm now so off to grab a small read in a minute.

Saturday.

Not sure where my head was this morning, probably up my ‘arris. I got up at 2.26 am and went straight through to the kitchen where I took all my meds and then ate my Weetabix. I was back at my desk with a fresh coffee 5 minutes before I was due to take my meds. For some reason I hadn’t stopped to turn on the computer ( by whispering sweet nothings in French down my speakers?) and start work until 3.00 am.When I did open the computer I was pleasantly surprised to find my overnight mail was only 21. I was able to whizz through that in no time at all not laying any emphasis on one from Mystic Mog who still knows the best time for me to try for my Lotto win. Considering I do all the Lotto days any win will come whether I pay her for the information or not. I think I’ll save the money for Lotto tickets. Anyway, another new friend from Camaroon wants to give me 10 million dollars to look after for him and I can keep 40% of it. It’s so exciting. Of course I’d love to get rid of the niggling doubt I have about him not knowing he perhaps lives in Cameroon or as I think, more likely Nigeria. Still maybe I can negotiate a bigger share?                                                                                                                                        Mike’s alarm went off at 6.00 am and 5 past, ten past and quarter past. I shouted that his coffee was on his table at the 6.00 am call then gave up until I actually heard him rouse. We left the house on our Saturday adventure at 7.00 am and reached the Supermarket not long after quarter past. Then we wasted time finding the security man with the desk keys so he could release the keys to one of the electric wheelchairs. Eventually I was away like the wind scaring all the early birds that I was going to run over their toes. I noticed Mike kept a wide berth. Somehow, despite my being jet propelled, we wasted time so that it was almost 9.00 am before we left. I backed the chair into position and noticed two people move from one side of the reception are to the other. Cheek! After Mike’s breakfast at our next port of call we took a ride over to Flint to get coffee at our favourite cafe. Naturally while we were out we had to visit shops.                                      After seeing our friends we found it was almost noon so we shot off for lunch. The Dragon’s Rest. Then we came home so I’d be in for the nurse. She thinks I need more antibiotics but we’ve decided to  wait until after it’s been dressed on Monday to see how it looks then. She’s made a friend of Mike without him seeing her as she’s coming in the morning which means I won’t wake him to go out. I worked for the rest of the afternoon, had a bit of TV early evening then came through to work at 9.00 pm.

don't step on a crack

Don’t step on a crack.

Sunday.

Was awake at 2.55 am, groped for my glasses and got up In the kitchen I felt a little discombobulated I knew I’s definitely taken one inhaler but couldn’t remember about the other. I took the second one and hoped I hadn’t just doubled up. Then I found myself pressing out two each of my diabetic control tablets and went straight in to making two pieces of toast. One round of toast I slathered with butter and then strawberry jam, I cut both ‘jammed’ and plain buttered pieces on half and started eating. It was at this point I realised I hadn’t taken my normal daily tablets yet and eight of those is just too much to miss, I finished half a round of toast and took my first two diabetic tabs, then I had the other half with jam and half plain, took the last two diabetic ones and finished the last half round of toast. That just left all the forgotten tabs to take which I can manage as 6+1+1 if I take my time. Then a coffee to take back to my room. For some reason I finished my first batch of mail by 5.00 am and started to look at Ebay. No more mail arrived until just after 6.00 am. I was dressed by 8.00 am and the nurse arrived at 9.30 am, she took her time cleaning and dressing the legs then left me at about 10.00 am The first thing I did was put the kettle on as I knew Mike was awake and would want a great big caffeine overdose. Once I’d made it I had to leave to continue with an email I’d left. The wind was atrocious again this morning so when we came to go out at 11.30 am ish, Margaret came out and offered a wheelchair. It was too good to miss as we’d be able to move much faster than I could on foot. We enjoyed a nice carvery then went to look for a specific type of jar he’d got before that he wanted for his sugar. We didn’t find it but we did find a large glass skull (as you do) that would fit nicely in his collection. I found a small plate as a start to my Christmas presents. We came home                                                 I watched a bit of TV till I nodded off. When I woke an hour later Mike was just preparing to go. I waved him off and went to work. By 5.30 pm I was clear again and went to sit with Joey, I stayed awake, honestly. By half eight I’d had enough and came back to start work again. I’ve been here ever since totin’ that barge and liftin’ that bale.

Have a wonderful new week. Remember to tell everyone that at some point the killing must stop so why not now? Keep sharing the smiles and Hugs for not everyone has one but everyone needs one.

❤   ❤   ❤

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Starting the week right.

Monday.

Once I finished breakfast at 3.45 am ( 2 Weetabix) I took a coffee back to the office in my dressing gown. No I don’t have an office in my dressing gown but I just love the way some things read occasionally. Bureau for sale by Lady with big drawers. Marble top table for sale by man with wooden legs. I’d always picture a long John Silver type. The English language can be such fun though it wasn’t this morning as I struggled to get up to date before I got dressed and went out. In the end I decided to get ready at 6.00 am complete with shoes in case I had to leave quickly as time gets away from me sometimes. Well, time didn’t get away, I was on the ball and left at 7.00 am to catch the 7.15 am bus. Poor Joey was still in his cage as it was too dark to risk opening it without a light.               I caught my bus and had a good journey with my eyes closed to discourage conversation though not many people were aboard at that time. A few more by the time we pulled into Chester about 8.40 am.                                                                                                                           I was too late to catch Reuben before he went into school but I saw Yvonne and Amelie coming towards me across the playground. I got big smiles from both of them. We stopped for coffee and Ami came out of her buggy to give me a big hug. We did the usual round of a few shops to get Halloween stuff for the kids and just spent the morning nattering on. Ami helped me walk a few times by holding one of my crutches. It’s fun trying to keep the pace she wanted to set.                                                                                    Soon enough it was time to walk to the bus stop ready to come home. Big kisses all round and then waves as the bus drew out. My next hard job was not to fall asleep past the the bus stop at home. I managed fine, got in and let Joey out amidst a terrible telling off, had a quick lunch and started work. I nodded off between 8.00 and 9.00 pm when my favourite programme was on.

scary black cat

Halloween preparations

Tuesday.

Up at 2.22 am this morning and spent what felt like the next hour standing over the loo having one of the stop-start wee’s that come with age. It was probably no more than 5 minutes really but just feels like a huge waste of time, though to be fair, it does keep the floors dry. I went back to my room and powered up the computer to start the mail. I worked till just gone 3.00 am then went for my meds and my breakfast. Toast and jam for a change. I came back to work and was clear by about 6.10 am so I skived off and sat in my chair in the lounge. I woke at 7.20 am and it being still just before dawn Joey was not awake to disturb me. I gave him fresh water and seed then came through to start again.   There was not too much but one was along message I’d hoped to see. It took me until gone 9.00 am to finish that one and then longer to finish the others that had come. Because of that, and finally getting dressed I did not get to see the start of Homes Under the Hammer but I did get to see two of the three.                                                                       At 11.00 am I went back through and did what I could with the mail until almost midday. At that point I slammed my shoes on (no socks- I live on the edge) and went to the chippy arriving back just in time to eat with Bargain Hunt. When that ended I shut my eyes for two minutes that turned out to be 95 minutes and woke refreshed. Back to work. As usual I worked till 4.30 pm and then didn’t go near the computer again until 9.00 pm. There was plenty of work waiting when I did which took me until 11.00 pm when it was time to wrap up and go for a read.

The bouncer

Wednesday.

2.10 am this morning and I got up willingly enough, I thought I’d wet the bed. It appeared I’d had my knees bent so my feet were up around by bum. My big toe had been leaking quite a lot and I hadn’t had a dressing on so I didn’t make it sweat. It makes it look like I’ve been in a bath too long, all white and wrinkled. I struggled into my slippers and made my way to the loo. Coming  back I loaded the email and started work until 3.00 am when I went for breakfast. Jam on toast today but I got a little carried away so I ended up with jam on three quarters instead of just two. I brought coffee back and worked until 4.15 am. I placed a bid on some plasters due to finish today then went to my chair in the lounge. I nodded until about 6.40 am then went back to my room stubbing my toe on the way. Joey told me to stop screaming and let him get back to sleep.                                              There were a couple of times I ran out of work for a short period so I went to ebay and tried to get ideas for Christmas presents. Not easy this year I’m finding. The work kept filling up again and it was 11.45 am when I decided to go make my lunch and take a proper break. I sat down to watch Bargain Hunt and enjoy my food. I had chance to wash my pots before the goods went to auction so that when the programme was over I just turned the box off and snuggled down in my chair. I was away for an hour and a half. At 3.45 pm I’d reached the end so went through ready for Dil arriving around 4.30 pm. He was there in time to watch The Antique Road Trip which we both enjoy. We gamed afterwards and for a change it was my night two games to one, I must remember to swap the dice back again. Dil left at 9.00 pm so I wished Joey a goodnight and came through to work.

terrible twosome

Thursday.

1.56 am and I’m pretty sure I didn’t want to get up but needs must and my eyes are wide open. My big toe is throbbing. I dressed it before getting into bed last night and the dressing has stayed on. It’s a little damp though. A visit to the loo and then an hour on emails until breakfast time. Back to look at my bank to see if I’m putting Christmas on hold this year or not then back to emails until 3.45 am and the last one is done. I went to Ancestry.com and added my new great nephew, his Pops (Dil) said he’s a beautiful baby. Another search on Ebay for birthday and Christmas ideas took me until 5.00 am and a break in my chair. Back to work at 6.20 am and somehow there was enough to keep me in business until 9.10 am when I hobbled to Pauline’s for my lottery and some bread. She told me she’s sold me the winning tickets this week. Hard luck the rest of you. At 10.00 am I watched Homes Under the Hammer before a last pre-lunch attack on the mail. After a very uncomfortable walk this morning my toe is still throbbing. Yvonne has arranged for the district nurse to come and re-dress it later. I had a bing meal for speed (any excuse) and though I longed for an hour in my chair, I couldn’t because Sharon was due to titillate me with her dusters. She arrived at 1.00 pm and left at 3.00 pm.                           It was a big shock to have the doctor turn up instead of the nurse but I wasn’t told off today. She’s put me back on strong antibiotics. She didn’t dress the foot though and said the nurse will be here tomorrow? Help me, my foot’s leaking.                                                   I saw my antique programme but some time after 5.00 pm I must have nodded off in my chair. When I woke it was 7.15 am and what was on screen was not what I’d have expected. I wonder if Joey’s making his own choices now. I took my meds at 9.00 pm, said goodnight to the gang and came through to work. 11.05 pm and it was time to have a read.

stumped 1

Friday 13th.

It’s been blowing a gale out there since I got up. That was 1.50 am today. I went through a little early to take my meds about 2.45 am so that once done I could immediately start doing my tablet trays for the next week as that takes a while. It was about 4.00 am when I went for breakfast knowing more than an hour had passed since the antibiotic. Hobbling back with my toe stuck to the inside of my slipper I cleared my regular mail and started on one very long one I receive. It takes forever but is well worth it in snark alone. By 7.45 am I’d dealt with that and cleared the rest of the incoming. I got dressed not knowing  when the nurse will be arriving and went to wait in the lounge surrounded by all the wildlife. By 8.30 am I was bored and went back to work. The nurses arrived at about 11.15 am. I felt like Royalty as my foot was given a little wash then stinging iodine dressings were applied and then no less than three bandages to pad it and ensure it stays clean. It cost me a box of chocolates to get her to stop below the knee. I was part mummified. After they’d gone it was getting on for midday so I struggled into my slipper and did myself some beans on toast. After lunch I came back to work until 3.00 pm then gave myself a break to see Escape to the Country. Not only did I not see the end of it but I didn’t wake until 4.10 pm.                                                                                                                  At 4.30 pm I got a message from Mike to say he was on his way so I guessed it would be about 6.00 pm before he arrived if the traffic was OK. At 7.00 pm I went for a shower with a plastic bag over the offending foot. I sat with Mike until 9.00 pm then carried on working until I was clear to have a read.

Saturday.

Up at 1.50 am so I cheated and had the antibiotic at 2.00 am so I could have my normal breakfast with my main meds as usual at 3.00am.  Mike’s alarm went off at 6.00 am and we left the house at 7.00 am. It seemed to take an hour to reach the car and then at least that to get into it. At the Supermarket I had to use an electric wheelchair to get round though Mike whinged it wasn’t the electric chair he had in mind. We delivered my present to my new great nephew and his Mum brought him out to the car to meet me. He’s beautiful. Apart from the difficulty of getting in and out I was a little afraid of going into the house where his brother can be a bit boisterous ( but lovely).                                  Back on the road again we went to collect something for lunch and went home. The nurses came this afternoon and no joke, the leg is now wrapped fully to the knee. One of them didn’t know her own strength or didn’t have her caring hat on because she really hurt me. ( sob). A lot of work to catch up on with my left leg up on the bed while I work next to the bed. Than a bit of TV with Mike and that’s another day over. Nice day for sunshine.

Sunday.

2.50 am this morning which for some reason left me in a panic. I went through and took my meds including the antibiotic then for some reason took the first two diabetic tabs even though I hadn’t eaten. I managed to stop myself from taking the other two until  4.00 am when I went back to eat. In the meantime a wraith in Red Dragon pyjamas passed beneath the gaslit lamp whose light pooled in the courtyard and delivered a birthday card to my neighbour. I then worked on mail until it was time to eat my Weetabix. Mumford and Sons were striking up merry tunes in my earhole while I worked. I know I saw 6.00 am come and go but the next thing I know it’s 7.30 am and Mike’s waking me up asking me if I want to stay asleep (he’s perverted). I told him no, I’ll get up.He left and the next thing it was 7.45 am and a case of deja vu. I got dressed but could only put one shoe on and then a slipper on my most recent bad foot. At 8.15 am he helped me out and we drove to the car boot. It was terrible and I was so glad it was small. The pain was bad and my crutches were being caught by the grass, I even had a man with a trolley run over my foot. I had to keep stopping  and then making myself go a little further. When it was time to stop to take my antibiotic we gave up. At least I had a few books.                                                                                                                                              We drove to Prestatyn and sat in the car for a while before going into The Cookhouse and grabbing a table (quite a surprise to the couple sitting there I think). We had our usual carvery and the beef was lovely. Normality returned. After lunch we came home as my leg was tired and sore and it needed elevating. Mike left early and I came through to my room to work before the nurse came. That was about 4.30 pm and she kept asking about me elevating the leg, I kept crossing my fingers and saying “Of course, all the time.” It’s even worse than it was yesterday and the dressings got thicker. I can’t even get the slipper on now. I guess I won’t be going out anywhere this week. I worked a while longer when she left then returned to the lounge to sit with Joey at about 6.15 am. I kept nodding off, waking and nodding off again. I couldn’t tell you the storyline of anything that was on TV. 9.00 pm it was tablet time plus the antibiotic, a quick goodnight to Joey and then time to work again.

the spy

Have a grand week. Share the smiles and hugs with anyone in need in case that anyone is you someday. Love you all.

 

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Starting the week wrong.

Monday.

I woke at 4.15 am to news of the attack in Las Vegas. There are so many stories doing the rounds that it’s hard to know what the truth is…..if we ever will, though it does look like another case of home grown terrorism and not something that can be blamed on another minority group creating even more hate. It left me distracted all morning though I can’t blame it for what happened here. I must have nodded off during my programme and woken up during the next one which I carried on watching oblivious to the fact it had changed. When I realised and saw what time it was I jumped up ( well my imagination jumped, I rose with dignity) and put some bacon under the grill. I was standing there minutes later looking at the flames as a decoration to my meal. I’d had some polystyrene boxes on top of the grill to store the pods in for my coffee machine. They were melting and dripping down ( they missed the bacon- phew) and also burning. I actually achieved speed and that wasn’t dignified at all. I managed to get it out and save my bacon at the same time.(pun intended).                                                                                                                     During the afternoon I managed to avoid killing Joey or myself, not that he showed a lot of gratitude when emptying the husk from his seed onto the floor three days before Sharon comes to clean it. I suppose I’ll have to put my pinny on.

Tuesday. 

3.10 am this morning. I went through to the kitchen and took my meds then had my Weetabix before making a coffee to take back to my bedroom to work. There was plenty of mail as usual but a bit extra because of the post I’d done on my Buthidars blog about yesterday’s tragedy.                                                                                                                            By 7.30 am I was dressed and at 8.00 am I left the house and walked to the bus stop. It was very unnerving with so many schoolchildren waiting. Fortunately when the bus came, it stopped near me giving me the chance to queue jump and get a seat. 5 minutes later and I was in Holywell with plenty of time to walk to the surgery to get my flu jab. I was on my way again at 9.10 am having left them sweets for their tea break. I did leave confused though. Yesterday I’d had a letter with forms for some blood tests. I mentioned to Yvonne that I’d had one of them less than two weeks ago. She came back and texted that the Doctor wanted them repeated. Fine. The nurse who gave me the flu jab told me she was the one who’d spoken to Yvonne and that the tests were wanted even if I had them recently.As I left the surgery moments later my phone beeped. A text from Yvonne saying she’d just had a phone call. Blood tests weren’t needed and I could save the form to use in three months. Talk about confused. I took an executive decision, I’ll have them, By the time I’d got home they’d been arranged for early Friday morning so I can take an earlier bus and miss the hordes.                                                                                                        I decided not to set fire to the house today and just had baked beans on toast for lunch.

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Wednesday.

3.24 am this morning when I got up, relieved my bladder ( in the toilet honest) then went for my drugs and breakfast. Two small pieces of toast today and I didn’t enjoy either, I wish it was the same with the food I like. I worked most of the morning on my emails but I did get one letter through the post too. It included a certificate for me as a supporter of IFAW. It’s a little annoying that they send these certificates out to people who have made a donation to them but include a request for more donations. I make a donation to a charity every month via direct debit, I generally support people collecting for good causes in the street and Mike invariably guides me towards them so I feel obliged. I also make payments from paypal for causes like these disasters from the hurricanes but I still feel guilty when I can’t cough up on a regular basis for all the ones who write to me. I wish Mystic Mog would tell me when my big lottery win is going to be. Maybe I could issue IOU’s then.                                                                                                                                     I slipped a bit and went to the chippy at lunchtime and followed that with an hour in my chair. Back to work until clear at 3.45 pm. Dil arrived at 4.10 pm which was nice but when it came to gaming the news is not good. I lost at Yahtzee, I lost at Nomination though I did win at cribbage. I couldn’t throw him out quick enough. There was a fair bit of work to get through again and then I checked the lottery to find Mystic Mog can’t have meant tonight either.

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Thursday.

I had my breakfast out of the way by 3.30 am. I had Weetabix again and I was going to try and be brave and eat 3 like Amelie but knew I couldn’t (and shouldn’t with all that sugar). So, I put the two in a large bowl and made it look like I was eating a very small breakfast. It worked too until I opened my big mouth and told myself. I took a coffee back to my desk, checked out the bank then started on the emails. At 9.15 am I’d finished most so got dressed and went out to Pauline’s. I needed extra milk ( must have more toast for breakfast) and my lottery tickets for tomorrow and Saturday. It’s a record prize on the Eurolottery tomorrow night.                                                                                                       When I got back I had to miss my morning programme with Joey again as I was writing some personal mail. Joey wasn’t amused and told me off again. At lunchtime while I was in the kitchen I filled the bird-bath to clip to the front of Joey’s cage as he always starts chattering loudly when I run water, from the tap I mean. I never knew a budgie could make his bottom beak sulk like that. Even when I came back to work I didn’t hear a sound from him, especially the sound of him taking a bath. I didn’t expect him to sing arias though it might have been nice. I had to remove it when I gave up work and went through to him at 4.30 pm. While I was working my cleaner had been and because he hadn’t been near his seed the floor was still pristine. I might try it again.                           Michael (full name as he’s been teasing me) arrived at about 8.00 pm. He’s lucky I’m going to let him stay in bed in the morning while I go for my bloods.                                  One wonderful piece of news to share with you, the latest Great Nephew, Elliot , was born this morning at 4.45 am. He’s 8lb 6 oz. A wonderful addition to the family.

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Friday.

I was up at 2.17 am and worked till 3.00 am before going to do my drugs for the week then have my breakfast. At 7.30 am I went to catch my bus to town and was in the hospital by 8.00 am. By 8.20 am they’d emptied an arm and I’d started off for town again with the floppy arm trying to control my crutch ( come on girls, try to keep it clean now). There was a bus in when I got there which had my home again by 8.45 am. Needless to say Mike was still in his bed asleep. I started work again.                                                           He got up unaided about 8.55 am and just reboiled the kettle and made his drink. He only realised something was different when he saw my shoes. He asked whether I was going out or had already been. I took my shoes off. Mike watched Homes Under the Hammer while I continues to work and then he left to go to Manchester at 11.00 am, I’d started one particular email at 10.00 am and was still on the same one at 11.30 am when I suddenly noticed no words were appearing on the page. Not only that but my cursor had St Vitus’ dance. I hadn’t been able to cure it by 11.45 am so I went off to start peeling sweet potatoes for my lunch.                                                                                                             At 1.00 pm I came back hoping it had cured itself as it did last week, the first time this had happened. It hadn’t, it didn’t. All afternoon I kept trying to see if it was ready, but no. Mike got back at almost 6.00 pm just as I was in my room turning the computer off in frustration. At 8.30 pm I came and turned it on again to see what would happen. Hallelujah, it came on AND (big inhalation of breath) gave me a message that I’d closed down incorrectly (like I didn’t know) and would I like to restore? Would I? Too right. When it did so the long email I’d been working on was still there. I spent ten minutes finishing that so I could get it off before finding and completing two short but important ones and then facing the other 102. It was a late night. You’re worth it.

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Saturday.

3.18 am up and heading for the loo. Hands washed very quietly to make sure I didn’t wake Rip Van from his slumbers and then to the kitchen for breakfast. I took my coffee back to my room and started work on the mail. That took me to 5.45 ish of the am and as it was too soon to start making Mike’s coffee I took care of the old papers and carried the recycling out to beyond the flower beds and then took the wheelie bin and food waste bins down there too. By the time I’d done that it was rapidly approaching Alarm 1 so I put the kettle on (it still doesn’t suit me) and put the makings in his mug. It boiled nicely in time with the first alarm. I placed his cup on his table in the lounge and went through to tell him it was there. Now I just had to listen to two more alarms and hope he got up on the fourth one- he did.                                                                                                                  By 7.00 am we were on the road and I was so grateful his eyes were actually open. Sometimes it’s a near run thing. In the Supermarket at 7.15 am and out again at 8.30 am In the next one by 8.45 am when I even had a second breakfast to keep him company and so that I got his fried bread and he had my egg. Even after getting some shopping in we had still managed to get to Flint by 9.30 am and had the chance to go in a couple of favourite shops before going for our coffee in Temptations. We got so far ahead of time there was chance to go for some frozen food and take it home before thinking of lunch. We were at cross purposes for that trip and I thought we were going to one place and Mike thought I’d agreed to another where in actual fact all I’d said is that he hadn’t enjoyed the meal there last time. So naturally he turned the car for where he thought I wanted. No easy place to turn round so we ended up with a nice back country run.     Lunch was nice and I had something I haven’t had in years, a quarter pounder with chips and a side salad  ( for my health police, you know who you are). Mike had the same with cheese and no-one tells him off.                                                                                We came straight home afterwards so I could try and slowly catch up and apart from a break from 5-8 pm I’ve been chained here ever since.

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Sunday.

Have you ever seen a Brian Rix farce? You know how the situations are funny but you know they couldn’t really happen like that? Well change you mind, I took part in a comedy of errors this morning. I was up soon after 3.00 am. Tabs and breakfast behind me I started work. I knew Mike had set his alarm for 7.00 am ( not that he’d get up then) and I having checked the weather outside can tell him to turn the alarm off and go back to sleep or announce his coffee was ready. Somehow I heard no alarm at 7.00 am and I must have relaxed. Mike allowed his clock to go off three times and then got up before he realised I hadn’t called him.                                                                                                                  In a panic that I’d died before rewriting my will in his favour he came through to my room where he swears I was sitting with my head folded back, mouth open, snoring as I tapped my keyboard in a demented fashion. I came too at 8.10 am realised I’d been asleep and went through to see if Mike was up or if I’d got away with it. As I passed his room, there he was happily sleeping the day away, sighs of relief…….until I reached the kitchen and saw he’d put coffee and sugar in his cup ready to make a coffee. I’d been caught. I just left him there as the weather was so bad there’s be no carboot sale.              A bit later when we went out we went to check when the indoor sales would be starting only to be told as there was building work where the traders usually unload they wouldn’t be starting. Please, don’t take my carboots away till next year, Nooooooo.         Lunch was a pleasant affair though we neither of us enjoyed the meat for the first time ever. Afterwards we took a trip to Rhyl to a very large shop we both like. I’m afraid Christmas shopping is becoming much more of a reality and ideas in short supply. We came home and Mike did the flowers for Ju while I started work. I put the grand prix on for him when he finished but he didn’t leave it long before deciding to be on his way. I packed his Red Cross parcel for him and waved him off. I worked until almost 6.30 pm when Joey called me through for a film, typical it had started ten minutes earlier.  Once 9.00 pm arrived it was time to concentrate on catching up, seeing to the blog and getting a read if I’m lucky.

Have a wonderful new week. Share the love, the hugs and the smiles as we never know if people have had to do without such things in their lives.

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