Archives For A Series of Unfortunate Events

The 17th of January. 

I have a venogram appointment! I checked on myhealth this morning, and I am booked in for the 25th at 9am. No letter yet, that will probably be tomorrow, and will include more detail. Looking back at previous venograms, there have been occasions when the venoplasty’s been done immediately, and when I’ve had to go back and have it another day. Fingers crossed it’s the former but I have no clue. 

This morning, I wrote up a post and painted my nails while watching Theresa May’s Brexit speech. It was not particularly illuminating, apart from making it obvious that if we don’t get what she wants, we are quite screwed. People keep saying “We haven’t had the Brexit crash that was predicted” like it’s fine but they don’t seem to have realised that we haven’t left yet.

Mommy has been out most of the day, taking Grandma to a funeral, coming home, reading a letter, and having to go back to Grandma’s to tell her that this letter said that her cousin has died. Not a great day for her. 

I watched the final three episodes of A Series of Unfortunate Events and crocheted. I had started some pyjamas for the doll I made ages ago, so now she has the trousers and I’m working on the shirt. 

Phoned up several potential adopters to have the standard conversation, had to explain that we actually have practically no cats/kittens at the moment, but they are willing to wait. 

The 18th of January.

Today has seemed to go by ever so quickly. I looked at the clock and suddenly it was half past three. Where did the time go?

This morning, I was able to have orange juice with my breakfast for the first time since before Christmas. Think my mouth might be okay to eat fun things on my birthday, maybe even have some champagne! Such excitement. I have ordered a mini Curly Wurly cake for us to pick up on Saturday and I’ve been trying to decide what I’m going to wear. Thankfully we’re not going anywhere fancy so I don’t have to worry about a dress code, but I’d like to look reasonable and that’s tricky when one of your arms is massive. I’m not sure whether my leather jacket will fit so we’ll take the furry lining out of my park and then I think it will be big enough to accommodate the enormo-arm. 

After lunch (during which I had an apple, another thing I haven’t had for ages because it was too pointy), I had a Cats Protection call, then I made the pyjama top to go with the bottoms. I now remember why I’d stopped doing stuff from that book – it has mistakes as it’s a translation. Bah. I also started a new series on Netflix called Glitch. It’s like The Returned, but Australian, and they all crawled out of their graves at the same time not knowing they were dead. I’ll see how it goes. 

Hair change tomorrow. What colour to go?

The 15th of January. 

It is going to be an early night tonight. Well, as early as possible. As in, I will go upstairs and watch Sherlock in bed so I can go to sleep straight away afterwards. I was woken not long after eight this morning by the builders next door using the angle grinder, and tomorrow I have to get up super early for liver clinic (which is now on a Monday morning). 

Other than the noisy builders, it has been a pretty quiet day. I wrote up a blog post, watched Sunday Brunch, and worked on practising crocheting cables. I think I’ve got the hang of it now which is most pleasing – being able to do them properly has eluded me for ages. 

I also watched three more episodes of A Series of Unfortunate Events – it’s too good and I can’t help myself. Neil Patrick Harris is so excellent, and I’m enjoying Cobie Smulders and Will Arnett too. Having listened to all of the audiobooks when I had to live in the dark, and several times again since then, I can’t wait to see how they do the rest of them. The first four books just won’t do. 

My hands are still very dry. Leathery, one could call them. And not a soft leather, like a stiff, hard, scaly leather. Moisturising all the time, but this is going to take a while. 

The 16th of January.

Sherlock was not even worth staying up for in the end. So many questions, so many things wrong with it. Mycroft is a fucking idiot. 

Anyway. At least my very early clinic appointment meant I got through quickly. Philippa and James both really loved their crocheted animals for their respective children, and we got to see the latest pictures of James’ new baby. Then down to the business of my body – I explained everything that happened over Christmas and how far we’d got in regards to fixing me. The only things that need to be sorted are my arm and eyes – James’ secretary is going to get on the case about my arm (and the dates I’d rather not have it on) and we just have to wait for the eye appointment.

Then we were on our way and home just after half ten, at which point I needed more coffee. I am very sleepy. The rest of my day has been spent yawning, crocheting nothing in particular and having multiple chats with Shaki about the logistics of kitten/cat movement. It is very complicated. 

The 13th of January. 

Not so much crocheting today. Less time. After breakfast, I did a blog post, then I spent the rest of my morning assembling the monkey. One down, one to go!

Had lunch, then shortly after, Daddy and I went to see La La Land. Not the only ones in today, unfortunately, but the few chatty youths that were there did stop talking when the film started. 

I loved it, as expected. I have downloaded the soundtrack already. I shan’t express any opinions about what happens because I don’t want to spoil it for anyone. There is a scene which pretty much broke my heart because it reminded me so much of dates I went on as a teenager and I don’t think I’ll ever have that experience again. Bah. 

More news tonight about the crisis in the NHS. How the government can keep saying it’s okay is unfathomable. Saying that they’re giving the NHS more money, but it’s not as much as they say, and they refuse to put anything into social care so it doesn’t work. They say it’s better than last year’s winter but the truth is that the really cold winter hasn’t even come yet. I’m waiting for this venogram and have been told it’ll be in the next ten days or so, but I’m hoping with every fibre of my being that it’s not the 21st or 26th. However, if they do want to do it then, I really don’t know how I could ask for it to be changed. 

The 14th of January. 

Crocheting all done. Need another project. 

This morning, while watching Saturday Kitchen, I did the other arm and the tail of the bear, then assembled him. He currently is being straitjacketed by some elastic bands to hold his arms in or he will look a bit flail-y, but I’ll remove those before Monday morning. Also his eyes are liable to disappear into his head so I might need to warn James about that. Still very cute though. 

This afternoon has just been me and Netflix. I finished The OA – it’s great and I got very emotional at the end but I’m annoyed because it was ambiguous. I really hate ambiguity – I like everything to be wrapped up in neat packages. Not sure if a second season would be right though. 

The other thing I watched was the first episode of A Series of Unfortunate Events. It’s really good – they have kind of taken elements of the audiobooks and the film and made it their own (I hate that phrase). I wish they’d asked Stephin Merritt to do the title music, but that is my only criticism. Also I am intrigued by what they did at the end (no spoilers).