Last night wasn't good. Pain that the tablets couldn't control and still awake at 4 am.
In the middle of the night I had a thought: That decaff which seemed to taste nicer than normal, of which I drank two large mugfuls yesterday, was it really decaff? Have I been using the wrong jar?
"Yes" said P this morning "here's the decaff jar at the back of the cupboard, that one at the front is ordinary coffee."
So no wonder I couldn't sleep. That coffee tasted so good though.
Today J had no exams and P was invigilating. He dropped us off in town (me with my scooter) and J and I headed for Pizza Express where it was two for one on mains. A nice bit of mother-son time and, apart from one shower, a lovely sunny day.
From now on the exams come thick and fast.
Wednesday, 15 June 2016
Monday, 13 June 2016
Yawn
Insomnia has been part of my life for as long as I can remember. It's all a bit of a long story but I avoid caffeine and try and stay off the computer and mobile after nine o'clock. However last night when we were having the storm I just wanted to check if someone who's on holiday was also getting the storm and ended up on the laptop until about ten o'clock.
Logically having done that it would not have seemed a good night to have tried to go without my usual painkillers but that's what I did. About 4 am with the birdies beginning to sing I finally took some co-codamol to ease my throbbing feet and got to sleep.
So today I feel zonked.
As I get older it just seems harder and harder to cope with lack of sleep.
And why do my feet hurt? And why have they hurt for twenty two years?
Nobody knows.
Just some sort of post-viral thing, some sort of M.E./CFS symptom, that's all they can come up with.
Logically having done that it would not have seemed a good night to have tried to go without my usual painkillers but that's what I did. About 4 am with the birdies beginning to sing I finally took some co-codamol to ease my throbbing feet and got to sleep.
So today I feel zonked.
As I get older it just seems harder and harder to cope with lack of sleep.
And why do my feet hurt? And why have they hurt for twenty two years?
Nobody knows.
Just some sort of post-viral thing, some sort of M.E./CFS symptom, that's all they can come up with.
Fruit pastilles and lightning
Last night we had a storm which went on for an hour. Wonder if I'll ever grow out of counting the time between the lightning and the thunder. P says it's 4.5 seconds to a mile.
J is doing some work for his chemistry exam tomorrow. Brings back painful memories of when I failed my chemistry A-level the first time (what I mean is I failed it the first time I took it, exonerated myself the second time). Sitting there, only able to attempt three questions out of twenty and they were pretty much guesses then eating my fruit pastilles while the invigilator glared at me and feeling like my life was in a mess.
Just make a better go of it than I did J.
And please understand why I keep nagging you to work.
You don't want to end up with a life-long aversion to fruit pastilles.
J is doing some work for his chemistry exam tomorrow. Brings back painful memories of when I failed my chemistry A-level the first time (what I mean is I failed it the first time I took it, exonerated myself the second time). Sitting there, only able to attempt three questions out of twenty and they were pretty much guesses then eating my fruit pastilles while the invigilator glared at me and feeling like my life was in a mess.
Just make a better go of it than I did J.
And please understand why I keep nagging you to work.
You don't want to end up with a life-long aversion to fruit pastilles.
Sunday, 12 June 2016
Better than it used to be
Looking back over my blog over the last few years there are three things I have been constantly trying to do: get better, lose weight and declutter. I could possibly feel a bit discouraged as I am still trying to do those things but...
Well where the weight is concerned I am a stone lighter than I was at my heaviest which is good (and most of my t shirts are too baggy now). It seems to be a battle to manage to lose any more though, not helped by the enforced inactivity due to breaking my knee cap.
Where my healing is concerned there are ways in which I don't seem to be any better there are other ways in which things have improved. The hand arthritis is not quite so bad and I have managed to cook a little bit recently. I am typing this rather than using a stylus so yay!
A lot of the M.E./CFS symptoms are less than they were but still the pain in my feet remains the most limiting. I think the physio I'm having for my knee is helping my general functioning though as he's showing me how to stand and walk properly.
What any of you who have been following my blog won't realise is that while writing it I have gone through several episodes of depression which has been severe at times. That situation has definitely improved although I do have bad days at times it's not anything like it used to be.
As for the osteoporosis, apart from the knee, which I think would have fractured even if I hadn't had ostoporosis as I fell so heavily, I haven't had a break since I've been on the new drug.
So yes God is good, He's on my case and I'm definitely moving in the right direction with it all.
As for the decluttering (we being a family of hoarders). I feel I'm making progress. The clothes are almost under control, working on the books and paperwork and determined to get J to attack his room over the summer. Don't know quite what state the loft's in cos I can't get up there and P looks sheepish when I ask him.
I was a bit disappointed the other day when a (sort of) friend who's a plumber popped round to look at our dripping tap.
"Somehow I thought your house would be tidy," he said.
Sigh.
But it's better than it used to be.
Well where the weight is concerned I am a stone lighter than I was at my heaviest which is good (and most of my t shirts are too baggy now). It seems to be a battle to manage to lose any more though, not helped by the enforced inactivity due to breaking my knee cap.
Where my healing is concerned there are ways in which I don't seem to be any better there are other ways in which things have improved. The hand arthritis is not quite so bad and I have managed to cook a little bit recently. I am typing this rather than using a stylus so yay!
A lot of the M.E./CFS symptoms are less than they were but still the pain in my feet remains the most limiting. I think the physio I'm having for my knee is helping my general functioning though as he's showing me how to stand and walk properly.
What any of you who have been following my blog won't realise is that while writing it I have gone through several episodes of depression which has been severe at times. That situation has definitely improved although I do have bad days at times it's not anything like it used to be.
As for the osteoporosis, apart from the knee, which I think would have fractured even if I hadn't had ostoporosis as I fell so heavily, I haven't had a break since I've been on the new drug.
So yes God is good, He's on my case and I'm definitely moving in the right direction with it all.
As for the decluttering (we being a family of hoarders). I feel I'm making progress. The clothes are almost under control, working on the books and paperwork and determined to get J to attack his room over the summer. Don't know quite what state the loft's in cos I can't get up there and P looks sheepish when I ask him.
I was a bit disappointed the other day when a (sort of) friend who's a plumber popped round to look at our dripping tap.
"Somehow I thought your house would be tidy," he said.
Sigh.
But it's better than it used to be.
Thursday, 9 June 2016
Update
Well it's a lovely sunny day today. Yesterday started off sunny but in the afternoon P and I popped out to a local farm shop and on the way home there was a torrential downpour. We had to sit in the car for about five minutes watching the drive turn into a river.
J has started his A-level exams, three down (all maths) ten to go. First one was a bit frustrating as it was a nice paper but he know he got one question wrong. The other two went ok he said. In terms of obtaining the grades he needs for getting into uni (A*s) some of the maths modules count more than others and I feel like I've spent the last two years trying to understand how it all works. I'm sure it will all be ok in the end.
P has been doing lots of invigilating, in fact has been pretty busy with various things.
I'm still waiting for date of my operation, which is a bit tricky in terms of booking a holiday. Physio is still going well, can almost but not quite do a full revolution on the exercise bike now. Wow.
J has started his A-level exams, three down (all maths) ten to go. First one was a bit frustrating as it was a nice paper but he know he got one question wrong. The other two went ok he said. In terms of obtaining the grades he needs for getting into uni (A*s) some of the maths modules count more than others and I feel like I've spent the last two years trying to understand how it all works. I'm sure it will all be ok in the end.
P has been doing lots of invigilating, in fact has been pretty busy with various things.
I'm still waiting for date of my operation, which is a bit tricky in terms of booking a holiday. Physio is still going well, can almost but not quite do a full revolution on the exercise bike now. Wow.
Wednesday, 1 June 2016
Thinking of the empty nest
Oh dear didn't blog at all during May.
Well during May sometimes it was sunny and sometimes it wasn't. P did quite a lot of invigilating. J did two exams (of which second went better than first) but still has eleven to go. My physio said I need to work even harder, I still haven't got date for op which makes planning a summer holiday difficult and the wires in my knee edged ever closer to the surface. My GP says if they ever poke through the skin she thinks they'd operate straight away which is sort of reassuring I suppose.
Talking of holidays in order to try and prepare myself for our offspring leaving the nest (sob) I have been thinking that sometime after he's gone P and I could have a little break by ourselves. Because the answer to a crossword clue last week was 'Lerwick' (to my surprise I knew that it was the main port of the Shetlands) I got the idea of going there but P and J reckon it would be too cold for me and we'd either have to fly (could be tricky with leg) or go by boat (might be seasick). Perhaps not for now. Maybe one day. Have to think of somewhere else so there's something to look forward to.
Well during May sometimes it was sunny and sometimes it wasn't. P did quite a lot of invigilating. J did two exams (of which second went better than first) but still has eleven to go. My physio said I need to work even harder, I still haven't got date for op which makes planning a summer holiday difficult and the wires in my knee edged ever closer to the surface. My GP says if they ever poke through the skin she thinks they'd operate straight away which is sort of reassuring I suppose.
Talking of holidays in order to try and prepare myself for our offspring leaving the nest (sob) I have been thinking that sometime after he's gone P and I could have a little break by ourselves. Because the answer to a crossword clue last week was 'Lerwick' (to my surprise I knew that it was the main port of the Shetlands) I got the idea of going there but P and J reckon it would be too cold for me and we'd either have to fly (could be tricky with leg) or go by boat (might be seasick). Perhaps not for now. Maybe one day. Have to think of somewhere else so there's something to look forward to.
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