The sun is
shining the sky is blue what more could I ask for today? A longer weekend, a
nice extra-long sleep lay in bed, not scraping ice off my car with a Shell
Petrol Card at 07:25 in the morning before a frustratingly slow drive to work
with Monday morning Middle Lane Morons clogging up what would be a perfectly
functional motorway if people used all 3 of its lanes, the heating at work to
be sending heat instead of recirculating cold air?
Actually
it’s all good. Our cleaner quit on Friday which wasn’t a surprise, she’d not
been for a couple of weeks with varying excuses but thanks to t’interwebs I had
a replacement sorted by midday and at the same cost BONUS. I had an early
oxygen treatment Saturday morning; we got the shopping done and all the other
bits and bats we needed to get done.
The
‘Anti-Pollution Warning’ light coming on in my car (again) but thanks to some
patting the steering wheel and threatening it ‘if you start costing me lots of
money you’re going to the knackers yard’ it appears to have healed itself. The
fault has gone away – perhaps my overactive MS immune system also healed the
sensor on my car’s catalytic convertor – an interesting new career opportunity
perhaps?
Sunday
started with a lovely long walk with Gareth and the dogs in the sunshine. It’s
so lovely to have Winston chasing balls, he’s so much calmer these days now he
can get the exercise he needs because we aren’t scared he’s going to just
disappear every time he sees something remotely interesting, people, other
dogs, birds, a leaf blowing in the wind….
I have some
exciting news - although now I’m not classing it as MS related. The loss of
sensation in my left hand to my thumb and first two fingers and the palm bit
that connects them is actually improving. I’ve known it for a week, but didn’t
want to jinx it by saying it out loud. The electric sensations started
lessening last week and now over the weekend I’ve had Gareth testing the
sensation with the lightest of touches – I can feel ‘touch’ there again in both
my fingers, the palm and back of my hand. The thumb remains profoundly numb and
has the electrocuted from the inside out sensations but hey I now have pretty
much an 80% fully functional dominant hand. I’m pretty sure it’s the
physiotherapy exercises that are helping it return along with me being far more
aware of my posture so I’m not sitting in that hunched over position to read or
type at my work desk. I have another physiotherapy session tonight so I will
tell them I’m getting sensation back and see what they recommend to make
further improvements.
MS wise I’m
tediously ‘normal’ I still get tired if I overdo things but I manage that more
effectively these days. MS certainly isn’t the root of all evil for me, I’m
overweight, I don’t exercise enough and I’m really quite lazy. If I proactively
did something to address the first two things then I’m pretty sure that it
would help with my energy levels and stamina – but then the lazy kicks in and
the little devil on my shoulder whispers in my ear ‘can you really be arsed with all that – have a glass of wine and
forget about all that nonsense’ He could sell snowballs to Eskimos that
little devil on my shoulder - well that’s what I keep telling myself; perhaps
I’m weak as well as lazy?
Any
pretence of dieting or healthy eating is going out the window on Thursday I
have to go and buy a load of cakes to bring into work for my colleagues to
enjoy in honour of it being my birthday. I’m going to be 44 years old
(officially) in reality I will be celebrating my 27th birthday
again.
Why 27 you wonder
…..
Well …..
27 was a
good year
- I earned enough that I could live well
- I was sensible enough to protect myself from things that could hurt
- I was old enough and worldly enough to know better than to do too many silly things
- As my Twitter profile says ‘Stupid enough to do it again’ anyway.
My Aunt
Kathy is coming to visit us for the weekend in our new home for the first time,
we are having dinner at L’Ortolan for the 2nd time in a month and I’m
very much looking forward to it all.
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