Post 426: Am I in pain when I sleep?
I wake up tired, in pain
I go to bed tired, in see
Am I in pain when I sleep.
It’s a fair question surely?
But I haven’t time to think about it because I’m counting the minutes till my next fix.
The longest time between my fix and the next fix, is…
Over night is the answer; it’s gotta be.
But if I wake in pain that must mean there’s a battle going on over night I’m not privy to.
But let’s tidy up a few things that did or did not happen this week that I’ve been too shy to talk about.
First work:
I really missed not going to work this week but did get the courage to just say “I’m going to work today love” and without any agreement between my Darling and I just get up and go.
But the truth was harrowing. I was hardly able to walk in the morning and even with sticks to get to the GP surgery I didn’t get any better any later and after a shower I need quite a bit of help getting into my work stuff. But that wasn’t all of it, I then had to grovel to my darling to drive me to work and back.
But the work was good and when the time came to pick me up only 2 hours after, I had the lovely comment from my Darling on the way back saying,
“I missed you” in a little mouse voice.
Ahhh. Bless her. I replied that “it was only a couple of hours”, but she still missed me, so I know she still loves me.
And I love her too.
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The car.
Olive.
I don’t really want to talk about it but here goes.
The guy who bought it was not only nice but had a wonderful reason to buy it. So that was the reason for the ear to ear smile he couldn’t diminish. He could not believe his luck.
His mate said several times that he’s rarely seen him so happy.
(We it was a steal)
And he stole away…
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So you heard about work and me only working two hours all week, but that was because of the pain I’m in.
I thought that arranging things were awful bad with my lack of mobility before but this week beat all.
I’ve an appointment with the lovely GP and hope that before that checkup on lungs and pills and blood test too, but I’m hoping that a hospice nurse will prescribe some thing to prescribe something that could help.
We shall see.
Straight after the doctors, my Big Sis will be here briefly for the last meet-up till her son’s wedding.
Family fun for everyone.
It’s on a beach front hotel so there’ll be plenty of fresh air.
It should be great and the first of my family outings.
The wedding first and then the internment of mums ashes. Then a big family dinner after a whole family graveside “reverence” then after a big dinner by the sea, in a local pub or anywhere else where my son can get a clean vote of confidence in.
Good luck my son, my years of herding cats is over. Now it’s your turn.
Good night
Take care
