Time passes slowly

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I used to love Saturdays. I'd leave the alarm set, get up at the usual time, feed the cats, clean the litter trays, make a cup of coffee, and then take it back to bed and snuggle up with Phoebe and Sounds of the 60s. But Phoebe's been gone for four years now, and the NuCats aren't much for snuggling: they want to head out for a frolic as soon as they've had their breakfast. And, now that I'm not at work, Saturdays are much like any other day: just an empty space to be filled as best I can. Which isn't very; which, in turn, makes me feel guilty and miserable.

Sometimes I worry that I'm turning into my mother. I'm not as prejudiced, or as right-wing as she was - at least, not yet. But, like her, I wear the same frumpy old clothes, day in, day out; I sit endlessly doing nothing; I can't be bothered to eat properly; I occasionally throw food over myself. I haven't yet started pooing myself, but I daresay it can be only a matter of time.

My lovely friend Joan tried to help with the problem and found me this list of hobbies: http://www.notsoboringlife.com/list-of-hobbies/. It's supposed to be comprehensive, but I see they have omitted 'watching paint dry' and 'yearning for merciful death', either of which would be as attractive as anything on the list. Although both Joan and I were very taken by 'rocking AIDS babies'. #1 is that actually a thing, and #2 how does it work, do you just walk into a children's ward and grab a sick kid? Whatever.

So you can imagine how thrilled I was when I visited the oncology department the Monday before last to have my post-chemo assessment and was told it would probably be another three months of wait-and-see. Another three months of boredom; or not even boredom, that would at least be some kind of actual sensation. Three months of nothing.

Which is why I was actually quite pleased when the doctor phoned me last Monday to say that the team had decided to do another laparoscopy and see what was going on with Mr Crab. It isn't much; but it's something to look forward to.

If anyone has any better ideas, please let me know.

Anonymous
  • I suppose jigsaw puzzles would be easier to take up than kite boarding ......

    In the meantime, I am sending you Very Big Warm Hugs xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Sorry you're having a shitty time Hils.

    It really must be awful not looking forward to the weekend if the days feel all the same.

    I have been reading the hobby list with interest, and also a little dread as "rocking AIDS babies" hasn't appeared on my list of potential hobbies. I fear, since my hobbies appear on the list, I am not going to be a great deal of help to you.

    Perhaps a combination of hobbies? Needlepoint origami, or Hunting kites? What about sky diving cross-stitch or chess pyrotechnics?

    I realise the above are not going to help, but if I can lift your gloom for just a few seconds....

    I hope the laparoscopy brings you some good news Hils, I really do.

    Sorry your cats aren't the cuddle type, mine is just the same.

    Tight Lines

    Tim xxx

  • Now I am LIKING Tim's suggestions ...... as I have some months ahead of me not being allowed to do much, I may take them up.

    Perhaps I will begin with chess pyrotechnics .......

  • Hi Hilary I am also sorry your having such a rotten time bordem is vile. I don't have any useful answers either.. My hobby was golf but can't do that yet and have thought to take up driving again must add a car not a pizza delivery bin.Having not been in the driving seat for 40 years I would have to have some lessons first but then again should someone with my homicidal tendencies be behind the wheel of a car.Can't sew and useless at creative stuff not even supposed to walk the dog.I so wish I had something useful to suggest if you do go for sky diving I may join you but as my luck stands at the moment the parachute would probably not open but still would give it a go Rocking babies what planet are some people on? I hope there is some good news for you soon and that time becomes a friend not an enemy Much love and hugs Cruton Ps sorry this I pad thing does not do paragraphs xxxxxxxxxxxx
  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Hi Hilary,

    What a rotten time you're having, I wish I could be warped enough to cheer you up, but perhaps just a temporary smile and then back to normal isn't what you want.

    We've had so much promising news on warped lately that you are being left behind. We are all hoping that the laparotomy will bring some hope and that the team will know what to do which is better than this limbo state you are in at the moment of waiting, waiting, waiting.

    I took one look at the list of hobbies and thought what good is that?! We all know there are things out there like that, but until we have the energy and motivation to take them up they are just entries on a list.

    The other morning I went to fetch my paper and feeling bored with being in the house I went on to the village tea shop for coffee. I used to go there for Sunday lunch with my mother, but I haven't been there since my mother died. The owner came out to greet me like a long lost friend (she even remembered my name) and we had a brief chat, whilst she proudly showed me pictures of her granddaughters at playschool. It was a brief moment of sunshine in a dull day.

    I find, listening to music can improve my mood, I mean Chopin etc, not that stuff from U-tube!

    Anyway, enough of my ramblings, have some real warm hugs from me, and I hope things improve for you soon,

    Colin xxx