This weekend has been full of ups and downs really.
I was invited out to the theatre with friends on Friday, but unfortunately had to cancel as there was no way my spasming body could sit in a theatre seat for 3 ish hours. Yup, spasms are new. lol. They were bad on Friday, with it feeling like someone had plugged my back into the mains for a few seconds, which even made me cry out with the shock and pain. I'd have laughed if it hadn't have hurt. lol. Some of the noises I made were really quite funny!
Saturday, I did nothing much I don't think.... I don't really have many memories of Saturday, soI'm wondering if that's the day that I basically slept through on and off. I've been a lot more tired than usual, and the back spasms hadn't made for a good night's sleep. However, what I did do was make plans to see two groups of people on Sunday!!!! And an aunt is coming to take me out to lunch on Wednesday. One of the Sunday meets was a dinner at a friend's house, so I offered to do dessert. Which meant I was going to bake on Saturday evening - but the reply saying yes please didn't come through until late Sat night, which meant it needed to be Sunday baking instead. lol
So up I get on Sunday, ready for the busy day with pills all taken early and extra pain pills taken as I knew the extra movement would aggravate everything that was going on. First job, decide what to make. I have a 'baking cupboard' that holds all of the staples for baking, which means at short notice I can 100% make you a cake. And by short notice I'm talking, give me 2 hours and it's done. But I do like to try out new recipes and flavours, so I was hunting through books to see what ingredients I had, or which could be sourced from the very limited local corner shop. During this I get a text from friend one saying her kid has woken up with rivers of snot flowing freely from her nose - so did I stillwant them to come round? NOPE! Immune system isn't the best, so no way I want those germs in my house ta. Plus, her kid is annoying, because she lets it do anything it likes - including pulling the fur of pets and wiping food on carpets etc. No thanks. We can do it another time. Ta. So anyways, I narrowed down my recipe hunt to three things, and thought 'what the hell, I'll push myself'. I made a list of what I needed, milk, cream, real butter, and maltesers and off I headed.
Problem is, I'd forgotten that it was Sunday. So the shop at the end of my street was closed. And so the debate began. Did I head home again and rethink my recipe choices, or did I press on and see what the shop across the road had? I pressed on. No butter, only marg. No double cream, only single. No full fat milk, only semi skimmed. They probably had maltersers, but I didn't even look. Another debate began. Head home, or do I go to Asda down the street? I've taken decent pain killers, and they're kicking in now, so I should be able to get to Asda and back without dying. I get most of the way there and then I remember it's Sunday. I've no clue what time they open on a Sunday, and I've no clue what time it actually is right now. Arse. I'm too far into the journey to go back empty handed now. So I keep going. The sign comes up, 11am it opens. I'm pretty certain I'm too early, but I'm not sure how early exactly. How to find out? Ah ha! Cash point. I can take out some money - which Ineed anyways - and get one of those slips. They've usually got the time on them don't they? 10:03am. NOPE! Not sitting there for an hour, because the pain has broken through the pain killer barrier and is ramping up now. Debate begins again. Do I head home and stop at the garage, or do I keep going to the next shop down the road? No chance I can go any further and expect to return, so I need to head back again. So off I hobble to the garage. They have the double cream and the full fat milk and the maltesers, but no butter. Sod it, it will just have to work with marg! Home time!
(FYI this walk was only 0.2 of a mile)
I sit on the sofa for a bit to recuperate, and then I start with the baking. It's a lot of fun, but then it's also quite frustrating. Because to make these things it should have only taken me an hour to mix them all and then whatever their bake time was. So in this case, within 3 hours they would have previously have been made and baked and out cooling, then 30mins to decorate. Now however, I was doing and then sitting, doing and then sitting, rinse and repeat. So it actually took me 6 hours to do only 2 of the three things I wanted to make. I was in agony, and I was exhausted, and I just wanted to sleep. But instead, I had to go get ready to head out. I'd had a bath on Sat - hey! There's something I did on Sat, I'd forgotten about that! - so I had a 'insert politically correct term here' wash in the sink, and washed my hair as I'd not done that on Sat. Then dried and dressed and mixed a giant G+T, took some more pain pills with it - don't do this at home kids, seriously - and then sat down to collect myself. Finished the drink, dried my hair and then I was off.
Nice night out, some ok food, good chat, and an eventful teaching of 'this is how you give your cat pills' that included tears, a choking cat, a cat getting the heimlich, and some stressing. Got home and used my cats as demonstration tools - couldn't use the other cat as the reason it needs pills is because it has a heart issue, so def don't want to stress it out too much. Friend goes away feeling much happier about it all and fingers crossed, the cat will finally get its pills!
Called the doc today to try and make an appointment for the fake saliva - finally over my stress out and panic over the doc I see not being there anymore - only to be told they are fully booked until the middle of June. So I need to call at 8am tomorrow to get an on the day appointment. Surely this is wasting money for the NHS?! I've seen a doc who wants me to be prescribed x, y, and z. But she won't prescribe it due to her budget, so instead I have to try and make an appointment with my GP, to tell him/her what the first doc said, argue and persuade them that I do need it, then finally get a prescription. Just..... UGH!
I also got a message from my Mum today, telling me that one of my aunts has just been diagnosed with breast cancer and is having an op on the 1st of June. So that's her with breast cancer, me with thyroid cancer, me with a meningioma, my Granny had liver cancer, my Grandad had pancreatic cancer, and my uncle had prostate cancer. Can we just say we've got the set and leave it at that? That would be lovely! Ta very much!
Now, I can feel a headache coming on - reminds me, I need to make an eye test appointment - so that will have to do you for my ramblings today.
Until next time, I bid you all well!
Adieu!
P.S. Pics of what I did bake to end it on a sweet note. ;)
