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The 15th of April.

I had planned on getting some things done this morning, but it didn’t quite go the way I’d hoped.

Had breakfast and did my blog post, then I completed the last few rounds of the second sleeve of my jumper. By then it was about eleven, and the handover of the Commonwealth Games to Birmingham was due to begin. However, nothing started happening until about half past, but that was when Mommy had to take Daddy to the airport because he’s gone to Disneyland for a work conference (yes, really). I kept watching, waiting for the closing ceremony to get good/relevant, but by the time Mommy got back (an hour later), the terrible speeches had only just finished. Finally, our Mr. Blue Sky bit was really well done; I was very proud of us! However, Brum the car was missing. He needs to be the mascot for 2022.

After lunch, I went upstairs to sort out my new business cards and update my blog logo so now my new glasses feature. And eventually I got back to the jumper, attaching the sleeves to the body and starting the yoke decreases.

Slightly purple shadow under the eye today. Lovely.

The 16th of April.

I have finished my jumper! Well, I have to sew up the armpits and weave in the ends, but that’s all. I think if I do another one with this pattern, I’ll have to come up with a different way to do the neckline, because I don’t like the way it ends up sort of cobbled together. Next, I’ll have another go at the other one.

Been a pretty quiet day for me. Just much crocheting. I had an appointment with the hygienist at two, otherwise I would have gone to the gym. She was very pleased with the state of my mouth – bleeding score of zero! Don’t let anyone tell you that you have to have an electric toothbrush to take good care of your teeth. I use a manual one and brush and floss twice a day, and I am doing pretty well. We ended up having an interesting conversation about the pros and cons of various methods of hair removal, mainly eyebrow threading. Conclusion being I am curious but more about my pain threshold than anything else. Speaking of which, she asked about my black eye and I’d completely forgotten about it. It looks much worse than it is.

The 15th of January.

Early start again – liver clinic this morning so we were out the door at nine. Philippa wasn’t in today, but I saw Kirsty and a nurse I know from TCT, who has changed jobs to help patients with the psychological effects of transplants and transition from BCH to the QE.

James was very happy with my liver tests; he went so far as to call them “perfect”. I’ll take that. He can’t quite believe it, after the way things were in 2013. To be 27 on Sunday is not something I thought I would do a few years ago. We weren’t sure I’d see 23. What a miracle my body is.

Got home and I had a coffee while I watched the first episode of season 4 of How to Get Away with Murder. The ending was a good twist – that’s a way to keep me watching. It’s so good. Viola Davis is amazing.

I was at the dentist and hygienist this afternoon. Dentist first, but not Liam as he has a new baby, so I met Elizabeth. She’s very nice, was very complimentary about my oral health, no problems there. Then Sandra cleaned my teeth and she was happy that we’d had success with the Oral B toothpaste.

Other than that, it’s been kittens and crochet. Make this flipping bear.

The 16th of January.

Bleah, it is too cold. Bloody winter. I do hate having to get up so early when is freezing too.

This morning it was the Women’s Hospital for menopause clinic. I got a bit of my book read, then I was called in by Elaine, Dr. Robinson’s clinical nurse. We had a chat about the past year, and about the procedure last week. Bit of concern about the coil, because that has to come out next year or 2020, and there is some worry as to how we retrieve it because last time, Miss Byrom couldn’t even see it. Will discuss it with her in follow up, although that has to be rearranged because the appointment they’ve given me is on the 12th. Can’t.

This afternoon, I went to sit with the kittens, and I watched Get Out. I thought it was really smart, the way Jordan Peele used the classic horror movie tropes like the deer hitting the car, but the most scary part is just the general creeping unease that grows throughout the film. I was glad to have my furry friends during the final sequence.

The 30th of October. 

Another dodgy night – I think it’s because of the change in temperature. I had to drag my blanket over my duvet at one point because I was so cold. 

This morning, I did a lot of writing, before going and saying hello to the new tiny screamers. Bless little Callie, she just sits there looking at the other two, baffled. She does mew, just much more quietly. She’s so cute. Then I finished the accessory of the Christmas crochet so now that is 100% complete! Next I’ve got a decorative set to do, and two more presents. 

After lunch, I had an appointment at the hygienist. Thankfully it was Sandra, my usual one, so I had a much more pleasant experience than last time. We had a conversation about how we’re both already looking at Christmas jumpers, and she has given me a couple of toothpaste samples that are apparently not minty, so I shall give them a try. It would be nice to use an adult toothpaste. 

While I was in with her, Christine (who does Andrew’s appointments) rang and I am seeing him about my numbness next week. Hurrah!

The 31st of October. 

My back is dire this evening. I’m not even safe in my comfortable chair now. God, I sound ancient. But I saw that my immunology bloods are back now so hopefully Dr. Antrobus will talk to Dr. Blaney and he will just give me the steroid injections. I am desperate. 

I was at the chiro this morning where Trine did her best to stretch it out but she can’t alleviate the pain. She did some work to my neck to loosen some of the muscles that might be partly responsible for my numb arm, but my joints are all fine. Nerve conduction studies seem to be the way to go. 

This afternoon, I have been crocheting while watching season 2 of The Blacklist. Currently making Christmas gnomes. Also obviously lots of kitten petting. I have found one position that I can sit them in that makes them stop screaming. I just feel bad that I can only get them out one at a time! Not for much longer – we can flea spray them this evening, then in two days they can run around all they want.

 

The 14th of July. 

I have not really felt up to participating in life today. Not quite under the heavy cloud, but definitely not feeling myself. 

I didn’t have a great start to the day; up early again for the dentist this time. I saw the dentist first, and that was fine, but then I saw the hygienist and it wasn’t my normal one. I did not like her. She was very against me using a manual toothbrush or floss picks, and she was adamant that the kids’ Sensodyne Pronamel toothpaste isn’t minty (it definitely fucking is) and wouldn’t listen to me when I protested. She said I had loads of plaque, then cleaned my teeth really aggressively and painfully – there was blood all over my face and bib which has never happened before. She really didn’t seem to care about my history, or the fact that in all the time I’ve been at this practice and seeing Mrs. Richards, nobody has felt that I had any problems. I was very glad to get out of there. When I had to rebook, I made a point of making sure it was with my normal hygienist. Not seeing that woman again. 

Got home where I could finally have my coffee (no time before I went out), and I rang the lymphoedema clinic that has been recommended to me. They said I needed a referral, so on Monday I’ll get a consultant to write a letter. 

The rest of my day has been spent looking for something to wear on Tuesday. Fuck my arm. If I weren’t right-handed, I’d have chopped it off. 

The 15th of July. 

I am so tired. Another bloody early start for another morning appointment. This time it was to see the eye man at the QE. They were not running so on time today, so my 9.50 appointment ended up being more like half ten. Still, it was good news – said they were the best he’d seen them, which would certainly tally with how I feel. I can cut out one eye drop, so it won’t take so long to go to bed, and he’s prescribed something that might be better than Hyabak. 

Got home about twenty to twelve, and the stuff I’d ordered from ASOS yesterday had arrived. I’d sent for a couple of shirts and a dress. I’m definitely keeping at least one shirt, not sure about the other, and the dress is going back. It’s too dark for me. Shame. 

This afternoon, I listened to the tennis while writing up the venoplasty blog post, and I’ve been to pet the kitties a few times. There is interest in Bree but I really need Betty to go first, or she’ll freak out of she’s alone for the first time in a new place. Bah. 

Finally finished that doily I have been working on. I think next I will do some things for the new babies that are coming soon – Peter and Sophie’s, Michaela’s, and Robyn and Stu’s. All the babies!

The 4th of December. 

It is really easy to forget about how shitty the world is when you have got a pile of sleepy kittens to look at. 

A very weird start to the day, when trying to find out why Tim Lovejoy wasn’t on Sunday Brunch, I discovered that he has blocked me on Twitter. I’m not entirely sure what I have done to merit that, considering I don’t think I’ve ever tweeted him or even about him. Strange. 

Had both Becky and Alison round to see the kittens. One of Becky’s cats has eaten almost an entire two week supply of Penicillin, which is not ideal. High shelves are not a safe enough place to hide things. Our house is a haven of tiny kitties and Christmas spirit – I think Becky and I are probably the most festive people in the world. 

This afternoon, I finally made it back to the gym. I only did a ninety minute session, not too taxing because I haven’t been for at least two weeks so I’m definitely going to hurt tomorrow. Still, only place I have to go is to the hygienist, so it’ll be fine. 

I am now back home, having petted the kittens some more, and now Miracle on 34th Street is on. Normally I would consider it too early to be watching Christmas films but the world and his wife have got their tree up so it can’t hurt. 

The 5th of December. 

I don’t hurt as much as I expected to, which is a nice surprise. 

The kittens were absolutely ravenous this morning, but have subsequently done some tiny sicks. Well, two of them have. I have spoken to Jen to check on what they were eating and it’s the same, so obviously the move has just upskittled their stomachs. Still, that hasn’t made them any less cute; I put Pretty Kitty in my Christmas hat like a sleeping bag (I wanted to put one in a mitten but they won’t fit, ugh) and I took some super adorable photos. 

I did a couple of Cats Protection calls, trying to speak to one woman who has so far evaded me and got a call back from someone else. Right now there is only one fosterer with any cats that are available so I have to send all the forms to her. 

I only ventured out to the hygienist today. She was very taken with my festive scarf, jumper, earrings and necklace (I’m unbearable) and was very impressed with my dental health – gum score of zero again, well done me!

The 31st & 1st; Ho di ho.

February 2, 2016 — 1 Comment

The 31st of January. 

Ho di ho. Terry Wogan died today. It’s a good thing January finishes today; I don’t think the world can handle much more of it. 

Mommy greeted me this morning with that cheery snippet of news – they hadn’t taken Grandma to church because she’d had a bad night. I think she needs a different sleeping pill. I watched Sunday Brunch while doing a blog post, then went through Mommy’s food magazines, which is what I was going to do yesterday when I threw the water everywhere. The living room has returned to normal now. 

After lunch, I finished crocheting the legs of the doll and stuffed them, then started up the torso. I’ve had to pause because I need to feed some wire down them so she is posable, but I also need to make a prototype shoe so I can gauge where to put the stitch to make the ankle. Can’t have her feet being the wrong size!

I thought I’d go and try using the computer – I’ve been giving my eyes a rest from it. After a tussle with the bluetooth mouse (despite changing the batteries, it refused to connect), I had to get the cabled one, but then I whiled away a few hours on The Sims. 

I almost forgot to mention, today we finally made brownies using the brownie batter Oreos. They are going to be pudding tonight and I am really rather excited. 

The 1st of February. 

Woke up with a start because Grandma rang me by accident. My ringtone is Sail by AwolNation and the first note is pretty powerful and alarming when not expected. 

I had to get up early anyway because I had an appointment at the hygienist, then dentist at ten to eleven. Just before going, I saw a woman on Jeremy Kyle with the most upsetting front teeth, very poor dental hygiene, and I mentioned this to the hygienist who blanched. Neither of us can imagine how it is possible to not brush one’s teeth. She gave me lots of praise, as did Liam – I am their star patient obviously. I’m think I just like going because they tell me how great I am. 

The rest of my day has been taken up with finishing the crochet doll. I finished off the second arm, stuffed them both, added the wire, then attached them to the body. Then stuffed the head, put in the eyes and attached that too! Now I’m in the process of making the hair which I’ve never done before, so that’s an interesting process. No pictures yet because she’s naked and bald right now and it would be rather undignified.

The 9th of November. 

I am so having a lie-in tomorrow morning. I’ve got nowhere to be so sleeping is what I shall be doing. I am having to up my caffeine intake to get me through the day which should not be necessary. 

This morning’s appointment was the hygienist. Same as usual, I am good, I brush and floss twice a day. It is always painful when oral people are trying to get instruments into my mouth because it is small and thanks to GvHD, my lips are scarred and don’t really stretch. I don’t say anything because there’s nothing to be done about it, I just liberally apply lipbalm when it’s over. 

Once home, I wrote up two blog posts, and this afternoon I have been mainly crocheting. I have two Christmas present projects that I’d like to get done so I’ve started on one of those. Christine phoned Mommy just as I was finishing the bit I was working on, so then I went to watch the finale of season seven of Dexter with the kittens, and the start of season eight. I had to remove Neve from my lap so I could leave to come and do my mouthwash and writing, but I am sure she was happy to go and watch the fireworks at the window.

The 10th of November. 

Such a better night. I still feel like shit in the morning because I’m moving all the crap in my lungs that’s settled overnight, but it does eventually wear off. I crocheted all morning, and I’ve realised I’m using a hook that’s 1mm bigger than the one stated in the pattern, but I don’t think I could use that size with the wool I’m using, so I may have to get some more wool. We’ll see. 

After lunch, we went into town so I could return one of the dresses I got from Oasis the other week. I also got some stuffing from House of Fraser (for toys, not food) and some Fiona Cairns cakes from Selfridges. On the way home we stopped at the garage where we pick up the kitten food, and we actually met the lady whose house it is, and her cat, Humbug. She was fun, I’m sure we’ll get along famously, and Humbug let me give him a fuss. 

When we got back, I went to see our kittens, and they gave me lots of snuggles. I would like to have them with a human but none of those are interested in me.