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Saturday 23 December 2023

Is It Christmas yet?



A few weeks ago when the bitterly cold weather started I had to curtail the figure painting sessions in my garden hobby hut as it took forever to heat the hut to acceptable levels never mind how much extra it added to the electricity bill.

I didn't complain.

The cold weather was followed by less cold weather and an awful (antediluvian) lot of rain which exploited some weaknesses in the triple layered felt roof of my hobby hut. A few bits of cardboard and some paper were reduced to a soggy mess. No figures, plastic or lead were harmed.

I didn't complain.

This last week has reduced me to a regular diet of Paracetamol (Acetaminophen to my American friends) and Ibuprofen (Advil or Motrin) as a severe cold or flu developed reducing my eyesight to a mini Niagara Falls as well as an insatiable desire to sleep, sleep and sleep a bit more.

I didn't complain.

A couple of days ago I hand delivered a parcel for my oldest daughter to her own bedroom (a room I rarely visit). On the way out I discovered a new shelf cunningly placed at my head height with a reasonably forceful head but leading to a frantic search for some cotton wool and an Elastoplast.

I didn't complain.

Today I dutifully loaded up the car with some trash and junk from previously mentioned eldest daughters redecoration project amidst a mighty gust of wind. A couple of former IKEA products rocketed down the street, one at head height I caught (being an ex-goalie (football/soccer) was useful and a second at shin height (shin pads would have been helpful) which I didn't.

I didn't complain.

About an hour later the inflated and bloody appearance of my shin prompted a telephone call to NHS 24 followed by a Minor Injuries Clinic visit, 6 X-Rays and a sticky pad dressing. The Nurse Practitioner was very gracious and commented on my youthful appearance despite being a septuagenarian.

I certainly didn't complain.

And now I find out that it's Christmas Eve tomorrow.


14 comments:

  1. Ummm. Yes?

    Sounds a bit like my last couple of weeks.

    Except for the complaining bits. I did some of that.

    Eric

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    1. Thanks Eric

      I've never seemed to get anywhere by complaining so I didn't bother.

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  2. Doesn’t time fly… A bit like Ikea units in a strong wind.
    Have a Merry Christmas and a Prosperous New Year old chap.

    All the best. Aly

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    1. Thanks Ally, I will do my best.

      Best wishes to you and yours.

      Jim

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  3. Hope you are feeling better soon , a Merry Christmas to you and yours , Tony

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    1. Thanks Tony

      My leg looks a lot more normal this morning.

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  4. Big sigh!!!!
    I hope that everything has improved and it's the start of a wonderful New Year for you.

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    1. Hi Ronnie, good to hear from you.

      Life indeed just goes on and on.

      Today will see my first big walk for a good while to see how much life is left in my legs. Wife will be with me for physical and moral support.

      Still ploughing through a big commission and have an even bigger commission in the immediate pipeline.

      Jim

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  5. Splendid, Jim, lovely to hear.
    Yes, real life took over for a while but aiming to get back to serious fun.
    And there's always figures waiting in the lead mountain if you find a gap in your schedule.

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    1. Yes Ronnie, 'real life', where does it come from?

      I did manage a walk of several miles a few days ago and am now sore and stiff but not as sore and stiff as I had been.

      Must up my painting throughput as the queue is longer than the NHS's.

      Jim

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  6. Hi Jim I hope all is ok with you?

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    1. Hi Mike

      I am sort of fine most of the time but I am having a nightmare (literally) every night. This disturbs Moira just as much as me.

      I have had numerous checks on my medications to eliminate any from suspicion. This took forever.

      My GPs thinks I have all the symptoms of Charles Bonnet Syndrome (look it up) but do not have the main cause, an eyesight problem.

      My Opthalmology Consultant just laughs at the suggestion and my Optician says no way in a month of Sundays do I have an eyesight problem.

      I have been put in touch with the Sleep Centre and have been on their waiting list for more than a year now.

      My mobility has some issues, my right hip (complete with a shadow on X-Ray) is unchanged for 10+ years although it gives me severe pain from time to time and both my knees are a bit unstable. I resort to a walking stick now and again.

      I've been close to fainting when I've been out and about but almost always have a minder (Moira or my mate Colin) with me. I try not to take Colin's hand.

      Heaven help me as nobody else is.

      Jim

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    2. Bloody hell that is horrendous! Hoping you see some improvement soon.

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    3. Just wait until I tell you about the bits I missed out.

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