Archive for July, 2007

Countdown to Surgery

I am 4 days away from my ankle arthroscopy. For more details about this, see here.

I swear my body knows. My ankle has been aching more than usual, swelling up and generally being more uncomfortable as I get nearer to the surgery date. This could be coincindence – and I’m a great believer in coincidences.

I’m not really dreading the operation as I know it is a means to an end, and it needs to be done if I’m going to walk down the aisle on my wedding day in a pair of pretty shoes without risking a trip to A&E for head injuries or a fractured arm.

The only thing is, in 1990 I had a general anaesthetic and I had a bad reaction to it. I was throwing up before I was even awake, and they ended up keeping me in over night. Now the surgeon has promised me that general anaesthetic drugs have improved considerably over the last 17 years (bloody hell ! 17 years, where did that time go??!!). So fingers crossed. The fact I’m in a private hospital may also help.

We shall see.

Spaniel xx

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The Boy and The Wolf

As I sat chatting in the first aid post on Saturday, enjoying the warmth from a sun that we’ve hardly noticed all summer, a successon of small boys came past the entrance, and pretended to have various serious injuries.

The first boy must have been around 8 or 9 years old, a small lad, but well-dressed and obviously looked after by his parents. He clutched his leg and then his arm, cried out, threw himself on the floor and announced that he’d ‘broken his neck’.

Then, making sure we’d observed him, he got up and ran away.

The third time he did this, I beckoned him over.

To my surprise, he came over to me.

“Have you ever heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?” I said

“No” said the boy, uncertainly.

“Well,” I said, “After all you’ve done – if you actually do hurt yourself today, we’re not going to believe you’re really injured, are we? And then we won’t come and look after you, will we?”

The boy looked thoughtful. Then he shook his head a little.

Quietly he walked away to his friends.

We didn’t see him again.

………………Its definitely a boy thing. Girls don’t do this. Why is that?

Cake Watch Week 33

I hadn’t weighed myself for over 5 weeks – the excitement of the engagement, new house and new job all at the same time gave me far too many other things to do. And with change comes celebration, and with celebration comes good food, and more importantly – ice-cream.

So when I stepped on the scales this morning, not having been watching my intake for about 6 weeks, I was expecting to see that the needle had crept up, and I would have to make an extra effort to shed some pounds…..

Nothing of the sort. OK, its not a fabulous achievement, but I now weigh  2lbs less than I did in week 28 – which was a nice surprise. I was certainly expecting to have gained.

So, going to keep an eye on the weight again now. I’m still only 31% to my goal, and I’ve got 21 months to do it.

What’s the significance of 21 months? That’s when we’ve booked our wedding for…..

Broadband is Back

I’m back up to glorious online-speed, and I’m loving it!!

House is great, been in my job 2 whole weeks, and I’m settled and getting on well.

We hope to book our wedding on Sunday.

All is good, but very very busy!!!

 I shall write you something more informative very soon, I promise.  

Spaniel xx

Oh, Here we go…

The Telegraph report here that The Bishop of Carlisle has explained away the terrible floods the country has seen over the last weeks as God’s wrath over all the bad things we’ve been doing over recent years.

That’s nice to know, isn’t it?

I was particularly impressed with this little gem:

“The sexual orientation regulations [which give greater rights to gays] are part of a general scene of permissiveness. We are in a situation where we are liable for God’s judgment, which is intended to call us to repentance.”

Right. So because we are tolerating homosexuality now, we’re all being punished by God whether we believe in Him or not then? That’s hardly fair, is it?

The way I see it, even if we stopped tolerating homosexuality in one fell swoop, people would still get flooded. And beaten, and murdered, and starved and everything that goes on in the world now.

Absolutely ridiculous.