Morning everyone
2jays, that must have been so scary - poor you, poor dau2 and poor granddaughter! I am so glad she is on the mend. I had to laugh at your description of 'challenging' for your grandson - it reminds me of the polite way I tried to describe my son to the teacher, when he was about to start nursery school! He has dyspraxia, dyslexia and ADHD (though not diagnosed at that age) and just never, ever stopped moving, and to think of something was to do it, with no thought to consequences or even danger. The teacher was nice, but kept telling me not to worry, she was very experienced, so I dropped him off and returned 3 hours later to find all the other little new scholars lined up nicely, with the teacher at the back of the line. She had firm hold of my son with one hand, and in her other hand she held his dripping wet school jumper. She looked totally worn out. As I nervously approached she launched into an absolute avalanche of explanation, and you have to imagine this said in a very strong Welsh accent, and delivered at high speed - "Fast, isn't he? Only turned my back for a minute and he was in the water. He doesn't stop, does he? 33 children in this class, but he doesn't sit down, does he? He never stops! Fast, isn't he?". By which stage, I am trying not to laugh and thinking 'well, I did try to tell you'. Thankfully, he did grow out of it, and is now a very responsible and actually, quite a thougtful young man, and a total charmer too - but Oh, if your grandson is anything like him in the early childhood days, I do feel for you!
Spamar, Hope the incident with the police wasn't anything too dreadful. And I hope you are listening to the advice to be kind to yourself after the shingles. I was talking to an old neighbour of Mil's, a week or so ago - I meant to say this in my last post - and I remembered her having shingles a few years back, so I asked her how long it took her to get over it - she told me that it was at least 3 or 4 months till she felt back to 'normal', in terms of not being easily tired all the time - so please, give yourself time too xxxxx And have a fabulous week away x
Slugsta, the sauna is a tiny 2 person one, bought second hand on ebay, for about £150 - OH got it after reading that infra-red heated sauna's are supposedly really good for fibromyalgia sufferers, so I try and use it at least twice a week. In terms of it helping with the pain, well, it definitely relaxes and refreshes me, so I guess that helps. Because the pain tends to 'flare', it's hard to judge what impact it has besides that. I hadn't thought of silk gloves - that would maybe work! Cold definitely doesn't help, so it's worth me trying it - thank you x
OH has had a rotten week in work, just really stressful, as that job can sometimes be and it led to a long chat about his absorbtion with the job, to the exclusion of him having any interest in anything dau or I say or do. I think it was a good time to talk to him, stuff happening at work made him more open to listening, so hopefully, he will start to switch off andd take more interest in life outside of his job now.
Oh, JM - Don't I just know what you mean about how exhausting the continual flare ups are! You can't say anything, not make the simplest request or comment, without being accused of using a nasty tone of voice, or having what you have said totally misinterpreted. Any excuse for a row, and so sick of rude responses. The bedroom has been done here - but my goodness - such hard work! She started on Thursday and, yesterday was her last chance to get it finished properly. However, I could hear her on the phone and video chatting with her mates, so I knew that she wasn't making much of an effort. By 6pm, I walked into her room to check - she was sitting on the bed, phone in hand, and though it was better, it wasn't done. I repeated the warning, and that was the cue to have her starting to strop up and down the stairs, sarcastic comments, rude comments, accusations of us 'nagging' and how this was all 'just an excuse' for us to stop paying for her phone, how unfair we were, etc, etc. She got very short shrift, at one point a real dressing down, we refused to allow her to use her behaviour as a distraction from the task, and finally, finally it was done. She now has to keep it clean. To make sure she knows I am serious, I have stuck to my guns about not doing her washing, not lending her money (she always asks to 'borrow' bus fare etc, and I never see that back!) and not giving her lifts. That last sanction came close to starting another row this morning. Her shift starts before the public transport starts running today, and as she is working in the big leisure centre in town, a 3 mile plus walk, she has had to get a taxi. Normally she would get a lift. She was clearly very hopeful that I would cave and take her today, and when she realised I wasn't going to oblige, the huffs and puffs, and moans about having to get a taxi, how much it would cost, etc, etc, were all clearly designed to make me feel guilty. To add to it all, she had 'forgotten' to draw out cash to pay yesterday, and at the very least, I think she expected me to stump up the fare - didn't happen. And so she has had to ask the taxi to make a detour to a cash point on the way - which will add to the cost - and she is not a happy bunny. But, although I did feel a bit guilty, I stuck to my guns, and if I keep doing that,
maybe she will realise that she can't behave like she does without consequence. Of course, it will probably be a case of '
maybe pigs will fly' too
My best friend and I had our long awaited night out on Friday, going to see Blood Brothers. I knew the story, knew the songs - but this was my first time seeing the full production. Oh, boy - just amazing! So fabulous. Lyn Paul (how many of you remember her from the group 'The New Seekers'? ) was just wonderful as Mrs Johnston, and it was really hard to believe that she is 69 years old - she looks younger than me! The actor playing Micky, Sean Jones, was brilliant - had us laughing and crying by turns. And the narrators voice was beautiful. Totally wrung out by the end, but could have stayed and watched the whole play again. It was a late finish, we didn't get out of the theatre till after 10.45, and then an hour or so drive home, midnight before we got back. Then my stupid shoulder decided to give me some serious pain issues, and it was gone 2a.m. before I managed to get about 3 hours sleep. Probably sitting on the edge of my seat for much of the second act caused that - but it was worth it. Friend and I have decided that we are going to aim for a theatre trip at least every couple of months, now - we both love going, and don't manage it nearly as much as we would like.
Work is - well - work. No evidence that anything has changed, so far, despite most of us now having spoken out about the situation. A trip to HR on the cards - really dreading it, just want to do my job and enjoy it, without the constant pressure to do so many extras and yet still reach my targets
Usual house catch up today, followed by a visit to Mil - lets see if the cushion talk has had any effect. Just 9 days till our wedding anniversary and our short trip to Spain - can't wait! And oldest phoned yesterday to tell us that she will be coming home for 3 or 4 days, the day we get back from our break - which makes coming home a little more palatable, at least. I quite fancy going out somewhere today - even just for a run up the coast or similar - we'll see what OH thinks, when he eventually emerges from his bed, lol.
Hope you all have relaxing rest of the weekend - take care all xxx
