Tuesday, 27 August 2019

Wednesday

Well, I went  to see my GP yesterday. She checked my throat and said it was a viral infection. Of course my temperature was completely normal, even though I feel that the grim reaper has earmarked me as a likely contender soon, especially at night!  I have never known pain like it. Unlike labour pains, there is no joyful end result. She also sent me for another blood test and prescribed Naproxen twice daily, which has yet to kick in. I had to take 2nd dose at 2 30am, with a couple of biscuits, as you have to take them with food, but it didn't make any difference at all. Woke up in agony every couple of hours in the night.

I eagerly await blood test results. No doubt they will show up another bout of hypocondria!!
If this agony is all in my mind it's doing a bloody excellent job..

Sunday, 25 August 2019

THAT AWFUL ARTHUR RITUS




THAT AWFUL ARTHUR RITUS


He comes and he goes, but often he stays.
Ruins your life, in so many ways.
He stamps on your fingers and hammers your wrists,
sometimes the only relief, is getting well pissed!

He mangles your shoulders and bashes your neck.
Just  turning your head, will hurt like sheer heck.
He invades your sleep, makes your dreams a nightmare
and wakes you in the night, he really doesn't care.

He'll knock your tea cup right out of your hand,
he'll pummel your knees, till you barely can stand.
He'll whack your hips, he'll disfigure a limb.
Waiting for a replacement can seem pretty grim.

He's cruel, unforgiving, though sometimes seen as a joke.
He's not taken seriously, by some thoughtless folk.
Until it happens to them, when Arthur gives THEM hell.
They'll keep on saying "You look fine"
and won't believe you're unwell!
 

Saturday, 24 August 2019

Sunday

How I manage to keep on waking up each morning is a miracle, seeing as I feel like death! Not that I'm getting a decent night's sleep very often for the last fortnight or so, as the pain is almost unbearable and painkillers don't do much. A glass of Scotch works better I reckon.  I never thought arthritis could be this bad. I feel like I've got the 'flu, but without the chills and sweating.  My throat is constantly sore, though I had my jab last year. Only my top half aches though which is strange. I can barely use my hands, though it does seem to ease a bit once I'm up.  I can't remember the last flare up lasting this long, or as severe.

I will make a GP appt after bank holiday Monday if I last that long...

Thursday, 15 August 2019

Thursday Ramblings

Physically today I feel about a hundred, with this awful arthritis, but all I can do is to keep going, plus keep taking the painkillers.  Today however,  I am going back to bed for a while with a hot water bottle, as this seems to ease my painful hands and wrists.

Hopefully,  I will feel better by the weekend. I wanted to get out and do things in the garden today, but just not up to it. Pity, as it looks nice out there.

Best laid plans and all that...

Friday, 9 August 2019

Moany Ramblings

My wrists/ hands are very painful at the moment, making everyday tasks seem difficult, eg doing my bra up at the back and even wiping my bum after a poo. (prob too much info on the latter!)

Sciatica, on my right side seems to have reared its ugly head again and walking, getting up from sitting etc, is quite painful.  I think I am slowly falling to pieces, but it may all go away, as it has done in the past.  Fingers crossed. I may have to get the folding walking stick out of retirement!  Keeping my sense of humour really helps, plus keep taking the tablets!

The main thing is, I'm starting to enjoy life again after losing my lovely Paul. I know he would want me to.  I can still get about thank goodness and I'm still here and there are people much worse off than myself.

My motto is "Life is short but precious - nothing matters more than life, so strive to be kind"

Thursday, 1 August 2019

Leaky Ramblings

Yes, I have had yet another water leak in the front garden, this time by the meter. We had a major one half way up our path last summer, when they had to fit a new mains and dig half the front path and flowerbeds up. I let housing association know and they were going to send an inspector out next Monday, but I cancelled, as the leak got progressively worse and I had people knocking on my door whilst I was out, according to my neighbour. The water by now was running on to the public footpath.

Anyway I rang Anglian Water and they sent a rather handsome young man out  for me to sign a form to allow them to dig.
They have since repaired leak and moved the meter to the public footpath, so it is not in my garden anymore.  Just needs cementing in, so still cordoned off. Anyhow, I'm glad it's done.

Luckily, no path or flowerbeds were harmed in this operation!

Makes a change from last time..

Monday, 29 July 2019

Monday Ramblings

The weekend was wonderful with the wedding on Saturday of my youngest daughter Karen to Tom.  St Peter de Merton is a lovely church and the service was perfect, with loads of us attending, including Tom's Scottish relatives, with a couple of lovely men in kilts!

I do love to see a man in a kilt, so if there are any nice single Scotsmen, around my age out there, I'm available!

The bride and groom looked wonderful. Karen's long wedding dress was beautiful and she looked a picture in it. Tom looked very smart in his navy suit, as did best man Stuart, plus Tom's son James and my grandson Ryan, all in matching navy suits, who proudly walked his mum down the aisle and gave her away.

Luckily the rain held off long enough for the photos outside the church,  taken by my lovely eldest daughter Anna and though she is stiĺl editing them, what I've seen so far are great. I took a few snaps too, as did many of the guests.

The reception was lovely, with plenty to eat, buffet style and of course, the all important wedding cake, a 2 tier lemon and blueberry sponge, topped with champagne satin icing - really delicious. Seventh Heaven in Bedford Arcade did a great job. I would definitely recommend them.

I was lucky enough, plus it was the highlight of my day to meet the lovely young singer Tom Grennan, who was kind enough to have a selfie snap with me. I love his music, so it was a treat to meet him in the flesh. He was born in Bedford and best friends withTom's son James. Ryan knows him too.

The DJ was good, with a nice selection of 60's upwards music, plus some Scottish ones too, reflecting the groom's Scottish roots. I love "Flower of Scotland" so it was lovely to hear them all proudly joining in, me too, though I didn't know all the words!

I wish them both all the happiness in the world. It was a really beautiful day that I'll remember for ever. ❤❤