Crappity Crap Crap Crap

Sorry to Sue for stealing your line, but it pretty much sums stuff up for me at the moment! I developed a cough at the end of May and actually went to see a Dr. I was told it was nothing more than a bronchial spasm that would soon vanish - although he did prescribe antibiotics, odd as he was sure there was no infection! I assumed he knew what he was talking about so started the course as instructed. In the meantime I've also had problems with food, mainly that it won't stay where it should - something that had been going on since before I was given the tablets. As I was still feeling awful (not eating does seem to sap your energy!) I was not given an appointment but the Dr phoned me and had already seemed to have decided that I was allergic to the tablets (He has a problem listening...) He switched me to a different antibiotic that I have had so often I know it doesn't work! But then, what do I know!

We headed off to Broadstairs last week and I can honestly say I can't remember ever feeling so ill, not an auspicious start to our break to recharge batteries etc. Andy took me out for dinner and we had a lovely meal (I discovered my nephew is sooooooo right about Jack Daniels Sauce) But as usual nothing stayed put and I spent most of Sunday avoiding food as eating anything had the same result. As a result I was on the phone at 8 yesterday morning demanding to see a different Dr. It appears one of the 4 based at my surgery has decided to move to part time (easier for patients to avoid him...) and a female Dr has been taken on! She carried out a much better examination and I am now diagnosed with Bronchitis and today have had some x-rays and provided a sputum sample to rule out anything worse. So I'm now on different antibiotics and some steroids to try to bring everything back into control! Maybe these tests should have been done months ago...I feel a complaining letter coming on as the Dr's do not appear to be capable of even the simplest modicum of care!

Thankfully, Misty was well looked after while we were away, but she did seem pleased to see us when we got back. A nice surprise as I was totally expecting to be ignored and given the feline cold shoulder for a while! I think Mikey possibly missed his box of cars more than Misty missed us! It was the first thing he wanted to see once we got home! If anyone ever needs to bribe Mikey, toy cars will work every time!

Sorry for vanishing...

To say life recently has been manic is one he'll of an understatement! Most of the time I'm impressed if I know what day it is!!

I'm still enjoying work and have even written a few training sessions on the company systems, customer service and even a very basic excel course! I'm pleased with them even if nobody else is!

The last few weeks have been a little tougher than usual. I developed a cough at the end of May and I just can't seem to throw it off. It isn't helping that I have pretty much lost my appetite completely and can go for days happily not eating a 'real' meal. I know that isn't good for me but I'm scared of eating as I throw up so often at the moment...

Mikey is still growing up to fast and has had 3 sessions at school so far. I have bought him a few bits of uniform to grow into and he has announced he doesn't like it and so won't wear it! On the other had he approves of the book bag at least! I am still trying to get my head around the fact that the tiny scrap of humanity I produced 4 years ago is now ready to start 14 years of education. Luckily Mikey, at the moment, has no conception of how long his sentence is! My next job is to convince school to call him Mikey as Michael is usually reserved for telling him off!!!

Silent Fuming

Today I have taken a days holiday as I had a neurology appointment at 11.45. One stupid appointment time for anyone who actually works! I decided that I really didn't want to drive to Kings Hill, work for approximately 2.5 hours then drive back to Ashford (I spent just over half an hour in William Harvey) before driving back and working for 3ish hours before heading eastwards again. 120 miles of driving for 30 minutes where I was pretty much told nothing didn't really equate to me!

I will admit I approve of the new car park system at the hospital, disabled parking has been moved and you now pay fpor the time you are there...so rather than the usual £2.50 parking fee when I panic I won't get out before it runs out, I just paid as I left. But the appointment itself was a waste of my and Dr Samuel's time. It didn't start well as I decided to have an asthma attack (Dr Bull who I saw for arthritis was more worried about me than any of the nurses!) so my blood pressure was rather high - but the nurse just said it would go down when I calmed down...

During my chat with Dr Samuels it transpired that Dr Hargroves (or maybe Hargreaves) hasn't released the results of the genetic tests done on my blood - nearly 2 years ago now!  But he has agreed to confirm that I am not a carrier of Fabray's disease - so thankfully I haven't risked passing a nasty disorder on to Mikey. I also found out that Dr Vella, who I saw as I got pregnant (not literally) and was going to keep an eye on my diabetes and look into this odd gene they discovered, has now retired and all his notes and results are now with my mysterious other consultant. I have a feeling I am now a test/research subject. The least they could have done is ask me first! Apparently there are other tests he wants to put me through, unfortunately I have a feeling one involves a large plastic pot and collections over 24 or 48 hours...I am not doing that one while I'm at work!

As today is technically a holiday I stopped off at Waitrose on my way home to find something I wanted to eat. For the last few weeks now I keep going through phases when eating is the last thing I want to do. My Mum actually asked if I was pregnant last night as I'm being sick most mornings! I could happily assure her that the only way I could be was through divine intervention and we should prepare for the second coming... I have a feeling Mikey wouldn't approve of a sibling anyway! He seems to enjoy getting all the attention and I doubt sharing would happen too easily!

I did talk to him about driving though...I am getting very aware that by the end of the week when I'm getting tired stupid things such as moving my left leg to change gear are more difficult and painful...I am seriously considering changing to an automatic so I don't have to do that... I suppose I could look for a job nearer home, but I do like and enjoy my job and, on the whole, most of the people I work with are friendly and easy to get on with. Also they have let me rediscover my love of business training. They are getting bespoke training courses at much less than employing a training company though...so I guess it is a win/win situation! My next project is a customer service course, possibly tougher than the previous 4 I've written as it is going to challenge long cemented mind sets to radically change...

Reflections...

Strange emotions

This is going to be a rather selfish post. I am currently working through some, for me, stramge emotions. Here comes the selfish bit that I am feeling extremely guilty about.

A very good friend who I have known for far longer than either of us really wamt to admit to is currently battling breast camcer. The first guilt happened when she told me. By the time I got home that day I was falling apart. She has been positive throughout everything and has been amazingly positive and up beat. I can honestly say I am in complete awe of her bravery and attitude

Today was a landmark...but not for a nice reason. Yesterday she popped along to my desk to ask my opinion...her hair had started to come out and should she have it cut off? The only answer I could come up with was it might not be as noticable if it was short...this morning she arrived wearing a headscarf...the decision had been taken away as ot had all fallen out as she washed it.

At lunchtome she usually heads into the staff room woth a book. Today, understandably she stayed at her desk. One of our colleagues seemed to think she was there to deal with her stupid and inane questions amd just kept calling her. I just got more and more angry and ended up having a chat woth our supervisor...I now have permission to stop this if it happens again. I feel that there is mothing I can realistically do to helpnher fight...but I can ensure she gets peace and quiet so she can relax and rest for a short while...

Emotions...

I'm feeling pretty rough right now...but it's only a cold! I have to be in work tomorrow as we have a new starter so I'm on training duty again! I have done this once before...but she only lasted 2 days. Which if I'm honest was the right result!

But back to my main heading...I've just cried at the Winter Olympic closing ceremony as our flag was carried by our gold medal winning Skeleton rider/driver ( or whatever you do on them going headfirst down a bob sleigh run) who just happens to have gone to my old school. It was a similar feeling to the one I had lots in 2012... Plus my cold really isn't helping!!!

The closing ceremony is now turning slightly surreal and I really don't think my head can take this! The upside down street and people suspended from clouda are far too much for this poor old addled brain to cope with!

This week is hopefully hoing to be my last week as a temp. I have been verbally offered a permanent contract starting from the 1st of March. I like where I'm working. Most of the people are great.  I just wish it was closer to Ashford, the 60 mile round trip does tire me out and ofren I have no recollection of how I get to work or home....not good.

Mikey is continuing to grpw up to fast...but recently he and Misty seem to be jockeying for position and if he keeps grabbing her tail there is going to be some blood shed...and it won't be feline. I have explained to him that it is cruel to pull her tail but he doesn't appear to believe me.

I'm back...

It's been a long time since I blogged! But since I did I've started an OU degree. ..so only another 5 years to go I hope. Mum has been very ill (and yes, I am using my CPAP machine Mum!)

On an even more scary note we've applied for Mikey's Primary School place (where did my baby go) and before Christmas my little sister exploded into her 40's and even I managed not to tell her about the surprise party planned...But Mikey didn't manage to get a 'ta - da' in. But I'm sure he'll make up for it!

I'm still working in Kings Hill and enjoying it (very grateful for no Snow) and they seem to like me to! So all in all a win win situation!

Life in Heather Wprld is pretty good right now!