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The 23rd of November.

Much quieter day today.

This morning, I tried Dr. Blaney’s secretary, but she wasn’t there, and only works Monday to Thursday so I’ll have to try again next week. Sigh. Then we had an interesting time with a Zara delivery – I’d ordered a couple of dresses, and I got an email saying my Hermes delivery person had left my order in a safe place. I checked the porch but there was nothing there, and no card had been put through our letterbox.

I phoned Zara to see if they could talk to Hermes, but first we had to go through everything that had or hadn’t happened multiple times. Then he went into another system where it said my parcel was left in a blue bin, but there aren’t any in the vicinity of my house. Once the Zara chap was satisfied I didn’t have it, he emailed Hermes and will get back to me when they reply. However, it has since transpired that it was in a blue bin, just on a completely different road. It clearly wasn’t our usual Hermes man, and the substitute is a moron.

After lunch was crochet, no Riverdale because it’s Thanksgiving, so I started watching The Punisher instead. I think I need some back story; will do some Wikipedia research. And we’ve just been doing the kittens’ panacur again – they have remembered how much they hate it and my hands have suffered because of it.

Ed Gamble tonight!

The 24th of November.

I am very tired today. I wasn’t out too late at Ed Gamble, who was very good, but maybe my sleep quality wasn’t very good? Bleah.

So I actually started doing some Christmas shopping this morning. I looked at many of the Black Friday offers but there wasn’t anything that really jumped out at me. I did get some things that were cheaper than they might normally have been, but nothing ridiculous. It took me ages to find anything that I really want to give to anyone – there are lots of things to buy, but that doesn’t mean they’re good presents.

This afternoon, I was on the hunt for more wool for crocheted gifts because if I can’t find stuff to buy, I will make people things I think they will like. Once I’d got that sorted, I started on another snood, but had barely got going when Tom and Ann came to visit the kittens. It seems only reasonable as they can’t have them until Clarrie/Molly gains more weight. They didn’t stay very long, so then I got back to my snood, and Daddy came home with Christine!

Family fun time weekend!

The 19th of November.

Argh oh god the back pain. I cannot wait to see Dr. Blaney on Wednesday, hopefully he will be happy to organise a date for steroid injections and soon.

This morning was the usual – Sunday Brunch, blog post, coffee, then worked on the crochet until lunchtime. I need to start thinking about Christmas shopping, spending some time looking at what’s available.

After lunch, I went upstairs to brush up on some classic scrapes before this evening, put on my face, and take a lot of selfies while listening to Sia’s Christmas album.

Once I’d decided I’d done enough, I was back to work on Hank’s fleece. Irritatingly, I have run out of wool from the kit before he is finished, so I’m going to have to buy some more to complete his head. Maybe I’ll ask my instagram friend who works at Toft if she gets a discount on scraps.

The 20th of November.

Last night was much fun. I saw Paul and James before the show and they’ve been all over the place, must be exhausted. I know I was knackered by the time I got home. We heard about Al Porter resigning from comedy before it started and ended up having a chat about how some people are terrible. The show was hilarious – I do love a classic scrape.

This morning, we took the kittens to the vet for their first jabs. They were very screamy and scrabbly, but tolerated the injections. Carlton had to have his twice, because Katie went in his skin and out the other side. Whoops! He didn’t seem to notice, though. We will give them lots of treats tonight, especially Clarrie, because she’s 200g less than Carlton!

After bringing them home, we picked up Grandma and went into town. I went off on my own and had a lovely festive time! I got two pretzels from the German market – one salty, one with cinnamon sugar. My favourite. I bought two glass animals to go with my collection; a little grey cat and a black Scottie dog. Then I went to Paperchase to get some Christmas cards, and I had a nice chat with a girl about my glasses so I recommended Piccadilly to her. Then I went to Selfridges to see the Huda Beauty counter, and I bought a lipstick. While there, I saw a teenage girl opening the drawers, opening new lipsticks, trying them on her hand, and putting them back, which I thought was disgusting and rude. I couldn’t say anything to the staff at the time because she was right by me, but I have tweeted them and they were suitably horrified. I’m sure they will get lockable drawers quicksharp.

Then I was pretty much done, as were the others, so we came home and I have had a very restful afternoon.

The 13th of November.

Sleep was not actually that bad, although I did wake up so cold, I had to drag my blanket over myself. I have the double thickness duvet on my bed now for winter, so hopefully tonight I’ll be toasty.

This morning, I went out with Mommy to do some shopping errands. First, we went to Aldi, because they have some decent crackers (Christmas, not Jacob’s) and are selling a cheap version of wool I like. Next, M&S for a pretzel and chewing gum (this was really just a bonus rather than a necessary trip), then we went to Boots so I could get a body brush to try to help my skin, circulation and lymphatic system.

After lunch, I have been sat with the crochet. My back hurts more than usual today – it’s like I’m having a delayed reaction to all the driving on Saturday. Every time I get up, I groan, like I am ancient. So I’ve sat watching The Blacklist, and just had to undo and redo an entire section of crochet because I wasn’t paying enough attention.

The 14th of November.

I forgot how heavy the double duvet is. Took me ages to get comfortable underneath the weight. It’s super warm though.

Today has not involved a great deal of excitement. This morning I used my new body brush thing and all the unsupported sitting made my back unbearably painful, so much so that I couldn’t finish moisturising afterwards, and I had to get Mommy to help do my legs. I’m not sure it’s ever been so bad that I couldn’t do what I needed to. Found out today that Dr. Antrobus has actually left (not ideal), but he had written my letter before he did, so it can get sent on to Dr. Blaney who can do the bloody steroid injections!

Afternoon was more of the usual – Bones, The Blacklist, crochet. Made another irritating mistake by being distracted. Nearly finished this project now – might get the last bits done tomorrow, but I’m seeing Vicky for sick person chats so we’ll see.

I am seeing Joe at The Glee tonight, which is going to be much fun. Distraction from life garbage.

The 18th of September. 

Very busy morning. An apt start, considering the rest of my week. Start as one means to go on. 

Shaki was concerned about Henrietta after I’d told her about our lack of progress with her, so we took her to the vet. The only time they could offer was 11am, so I finished up my coffee, then we had the fun job of trying to get Henrietta into the carrier. Basically we chucked a lot of Dreamies in there and shut the door. She did not like it. 

At the vet, she came out and slunk around the floor, hiding under the table, behind the bin, behind a pile of boxes, hissing at Daniel. He eventually cornered her with a towel (like a matador), and gave her an injection of long-lasting antibiotics. She wasn’t going to allow anything else. She even did a couple of protest poos in the corner. She’s been in the dog cage since we got back, because Shaki wants to come and see her this evening. Hopefully the antibiotics will make her feel better, and she won’t be so angry all the time. 

This afternoon, I’ve been doing Cats Protection admin and watching Bones, while looking at my new crochet book that arrived today. It’s full of mix and match dolls so I can make people! Already got one commission. Better get some flesh-toned wool. 

The 19th of September. 

This morning was lymphoedema clinic. Mommy and I set off to Lichfield for ten, and when we arrived at St. Giles, there was a little bit of waiting around before I was called through. I met a nurse called Jemma, and I had to explain my history to her, paying particular attention to my past episodes of swelling and the timeline. We had a very long conversation, and because of the SVC narrowing, their protocol doesn’t allow them to fit me for another compression garment. She did measure me, in case they can give me one in the future, and it was interesting to learn that the right arm is 37% bigger than the left. So no treatment today – it really is all up to Andrew for now. 

We got home around lunchtime, so we ate, then Mommy went back or to Grandma’s. I went upstairs to sort out stuff to take to London tomorrow while I listened to the new episode of The Bugle. I think I have everything sorted. Just have to chuck it all in a bag tomorrow morning. 

Tonight I am out at The Glee seeing The Horne Section. My first of two consecutive nights out in a row. Getting ready to be exhausted.  

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The 14th of September.

Much less productive day. Big sleep, slow morning involving pain au chocolat and writing up a blog post. Mommy was out all morning at Grandma’s for a residents and relatives meeting, so I had only the kittens to chat to. Hugo is now expecting treats from me which is excellent – now I just have to get him to interact with me without the need for reward. 

She came home just before lunchtime, and we had food while watching TOWIE, quite transfixed by Georgia’s underboob. 

This afternoon, I had a hairwash, then sat at my computer for a couple of hours. I was talking to someone about The Sims 4 yesterday and got the urge to play, reminding me just how easy it would be to forget about the world and get lost in a game. Ignore all the shit going on in the world and concentrate on the little people I can control. Nothing horrific in there. 

I did make myself leave it at half past three, and came back downstairs where I finished the scarf I’ve been making, planning what I’ll do next. 

The 15th of September. 

Bleah I feel rather tired and shit this evening. Maybe I’m just weary at the garbage of the world. More terrorism today, more people (Trump) wading in with their takes before we know anything. 

Most of my day has been spent crocheting another scarf, this as a Christmas present for someone. I got on to my third ball of wool, by which time, the repetition had started to get to me. 

Sadie and I were texting for a lot of the day. In a funny coincidence, her new housemate is a comedian I’ve seen at The Glee, Mark Simmons. He was supporting Seann Walsh. I would accuse her of trying to infiltrate my comedy gang, but to be fair, he isn’t in it. 

Ugh I just want to go to bed but it is not time yet. I hope I feel better next week because Wednesday to Saturday are really busy. All stuff I want/need to do, but I am going to be knackered at the end. 

The 4th of July. 

Kittens are gone! Well, three of them are gone. Hopefully Bree will cope alright because she still has her mum. Also hoping this makes her more amenable to being petted!

This morning, I filled in the paperwork for Betsy’s adoption, and realised that I didn’t have any more PetPlan forms for this afternoon. I also checked the PetPlan website to make sure Brodie’s heart murmur would be covered if it doesn’t fix itself and it will. Phew. 

Linda came to pick up Betsy just before twelve, and had a great carrier that could fold away. We filled in the last bits of the form, and we got Betsy in there pretty easily after I gave her a quick hug. I have had a video of her playing in her new home so it looks like she’ll be okay. 

Rosemary came for lunch, so I had a bit of a chat with her before food, but I was in with the kittens when she left. This afternoon, I have been doing the second lot of paperwork and doing a blog post. Plus a couple of episodes of Orphan Black. 

The family adopting the other two came at quarter to six, and I got the bouncy toys out so the kittens didn’t run away. Bailey got in the carrier without a fuss and I tricked Brodie into a cuddle before popping him in. Now they’re all gone, I just hope they settle in okay!

The 5th of July. 

It’s so quiet now. I don’t think we’ll hear any thumping into the wardrobe with just Betsy and Bree here. They both favour lounging around as an activity; Betty because she is so chill, and Bree because she is just lazy. They can be slightly forgiven for that today though, considering the heat and their level of floof. 

I think that most of my day has been spent in front of the tennis. So far, we are doing well! It’s bound to all go wrong at some point but I can cling on to it for now. I did take a break when I went to moisturise my legs (no one wants to see flaky skin) and I put on some music, had a little dance to George Michael. 

Had an early dinner of cheese on toast with sultanas (if you have not discovered this sweet and savoury combination, prepare to have your tastebuds blown) because I was out at The Glee tonight, seeing Fin and Kiri’s works in progress of their Edinburgh shows. I had no trouble with being let in this time, and went to have a chat with them both pre-show. It was nice to see them without oxygen attached to my face and being able to walk around a bit. 

Both shows were excellent; if you are able to see the finished products either in Edinburgh or on tour, you should. At the end, I managed to escape without assistance, and waited for Daddy outside the back door. Funny how much safer I feel in the summer in my chair than in the winter on my legs. Harder to abduct and murder. 

The 30th of March. 

Fairly acceptable breathing today. I’m on 0.5 litres of oxygen. Normal air is not quite oxygenated enough for me. 

I at least had a better sleep, and this morning I got a blog post done and not much else. I had another appointment (which I had entirely forgotten about) at the Women’s at half past one, so we ate our lunches and got on our way. Thankfully no hellish traffic jams today, but there was nowhere to park so Mommy pulled over, I drove off in my chair with the oxygen on the back and she found somewhere to put the car. 

I was seeing Miss Byrom for a follow-up after the procedure I had in November, and Sue, the sexual health nurse, was there too. I said that I thought it had been successful, but only up to a point. She examined me, using a very small speculum and a very long swab, and it turns out part of me has sealed up again. JOY. It’s to do with a thing I have called lichen planus and it’s just another stupid thing that I have that has no cause. I have to carry on with the dilators, and she’s going to talk to a plastic surgeon about me to see if he has any ideas. 

Too many things wrong with me right now. I feel like a collection of conditions rather than a human woman. 

The 31st of March. 

Today was the most normal I have felt in a while. My sats were good enough for me to not need extra oxygen for most of the day. I’m on it now, but still, it’s been a good day. 

This morning, I didn’t fancy watching Eamonn and Ruth be unbearable, so I caught up on The Magicians and did some mindless crocheting. After this project, I really need to make something for nurse Jenny’s baby and for James. I also had issues with Vue and their stupid website trying to book tickets for Ghost in the Shell. 

It’s an odd sort of film. I kind of get the premise and I found it interesting, but I didn’t really see the point. Having done some research, I think it’s too large a story and world to cram into a 100 minute film. One thing I did like was the choice Scarlett Johansson made to lead her walk with her head. It was curious because the company in the film go to so much effort to make Major appear human, but her walk was so unwomanly. Hm. 

Tonight I am going out to The Glee to see Fin Taylor and Mat Ewins, but there is no way I am climbing the stairs, so I’m going in the chair and have arranged for someone to let me up in the lift. Then tomorrow I will feel terrible, I suspect.