I need to start doing more good things or I’m going straight
to hell. I got a perverse amount of enjoyment this morning whilst getting my
morning coffee at work in telling ‘chef’ (I use that term loosely – microwave
technician and bag opener) that his sausages did not appeal to me as they were
quite pale and limp and looked a little flaccid – 2 out of 3 of these words are
ones that men are never comfortable with being directed at themselves.
Chef himself looked a bit limp and flaccid when I’d
explained that cooking them in a tray in the oven is cheating, not turning the
sausages so that they brown evenly is lazy and taking them out when they’ve
barely got any colour at all is something that even the Restaurant Cowboys at
our Bracknell office don’t manage to mess up.
I had a very long chat with a lovely man who’s looking at
getting Lemtrada as a treatment, it feels good having received so much help and advice from
people willing to listen to my ‘silly questions’’ that now I'm in a position where I'm able to ‘pay it
forward’ for other people. (I love that film it makes me cry buckets). May Dad always said that it's the footprints you leave for other peoples lives that remain visible long after you've gone. I hope by doing this blog and talking to people I'm leaving a few footprints of my own.
Clearly the being nice 'action' required a ‘bitch-balance’ action
to ensure that people don’t start to think I’m really not that bad hence my Deathstar
strike at Chef Flaccid this morning.
Dinner last Friday at L’Ortolan was an amazing experience, a
10 course Surprise Menu with wine flights. It was quite simply decadent,
magnificent, and a gastronome’s delight. It’s also only 2 miles from our home and
they do very reasonably priced 2/3 course evening menu’s which I’m sure we will
be checking out very soon.
Saturday evening was pure nostalgia, we had friends over
from where we used to live, had Chinese food delivered and talked the night
away. I love and miss those guys so very much. We talked and reminisced, we
laughed and told scandalous things that had happened mostly we just laughed and
it was wonderful. We wouldn’t swap what we have now for what we had then, but
oh how I wish I could move them all to us so we didn’t miss them as much. I’m
kidding myself of course; I think that perhaps it’s more special that when we
take the time to get together properly we do it properly, we pay the gathering the
respect and reverence it is due. We appreciate it so much more because we do it
because we want to it’s not just a ‘habit’.
Bramley was always a hive of activity and gossip – actually –
a den of iniquity might be a more accurate description given some of the
stories I heard on Saturday night – I think am quite naïve because a lot of
what they described actually happened in front of me and I just didn’t notice –
Perhaps innocent is a better word? Although I’m sure Chef Flaccid wouldn’t agree
with that
Sunday was a lovely Valentine day treat from Gareth, time
for us together and just what we needed.
MS wise - well how bad could all that be, someone else
cooking, all our meals except Sunday dinner (slow cooked lamb shank – pop it in
walk away) relaxing, spending time with friends and loved ones and generally
just having a peaceful and restful time. I feel great right now I have no
symptoms.
I really do mean NO symptoms; I’ve been reporting that I still
had the numbness and electric shock sensation as my remaining symptom, but
after seeing the lovely Dr C and receiving the news that there’s ‘something not
right with the disc in my neck’ that I’m removing that from my list of MS
symptoms and relegating it to my ‘stuff that niggles from old injuries’ list
The shoulder and arm pain has now begun to lessen, I’ve not
taken any pain medication since Saturday any I’m actually pretty comfortable. I
have my ‘ouchie’ moments usually when I try to pick something up with my arm
extended which causes spasm like pain my forearms and shoulders. I’ve asked
Gareth to proactively move me along if I’m trying to sleep sitting upright on
the reclining sofa as I’d noticed I was hanging my head and the pain was much
worse after a sofa snooze. I’m also doing some very basic back stretching to
see if that helps. Ultimately I need to find someone with and inversion table
so I can go and let gravity do it’s thing stretch my spine and let that disc
pop right back where it should be, I just have one slight worry, what if my
considerable thighs and bottom weigh too much and my feet and ankles couldn’t
hold the weight and my feet ‘fell off’ EEEK
There was a thick frost this morning which was beautiful to
see, the sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear and blue.
It’s a beautiful day, I’m smiling, happy, grateful and
content. That’s enough.
Wishing you all ‘Enough’ xxx
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