Well no I don't actually. Sometime tomorrow I will be riding the exercise bike. It starts off gently then it gets harder, I will probably expire I am sure my efforts will amuse the hospital staff.
To add insult to injury, I can't have my morning tea not even decaffeinated grr
I hope that everyone made it relatively unscathed through Storm Dennis
Inanna xx
Hi Inanna, I hate riding bicycles though I like that song. I'm imagining you, model in-training patient that you are, riding the exercise bike in your gleaming germ-free home beside your beautiful new recliner? Is the lack of morning tea in preparation for your surgery? Is it tomorrow? Thinking of you H x
... and that's how it began - I was riding my bike back from the village recycling bins having dropped off the many empty vino bottles when the saddle slipped and stabbed me in the perineum.
The next morning I was peeing pure blood and the rest is history including joining all you fine folk here. So be warned!
CB
I may appear to be listening but in my head I'm all at sea.
Gleaming germ-free home not with 3 pussycats and my lazy attitude towards housework I can't wait for my new recliner x tomorrow is heart-pulmonary session hence the draconian no caffeine idict.
Next Monday it is meet the gang to chat about op, gonna be a long old day
Thanks for your thoughts H, much appreciated
Inanna xx
CB x how dreadful but dare I say you have caused me to chuckle, thank heavens I never was able to master the art of bike riding. I see that wine is at the centre of it all
Inanna xx
Inanna,
I thought you'd had the op then & was gonna ride straight away, was gonna say NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Sound painful CB! Although I giggled too, but that was Inanna's fault
Now my bike riding story is that I used to get home from work & eat, drink, & watch TV whilst on my exercise bike. It saved time I thought, but that was half my life ago.
I so longed to ride a real bike though, so when I went to Thailand some years back & the hotel were renting bikes for about 50p an hour I went for it. To begin with I practised by doing a lap round the pool, whilst security chased me . Quite ridiculous really as I can barely swim so it wasn't my best idea. Meanwhile MrB was having his siesta & I had to wake him to video me on the bike, people looked on confused as I wobbled, screamed & laughed my way along the narrow paths. Later on I took to the open road & had an absolute ball.
Just to amuse, the only time I've been subject to much blood pressure testing was during pregnancy 29 and 33 years ago[!] I always used to focus on an imaginary sea of bright green frozen peas while they wrapped up the cuff and got the reading. Never failed to pass with flying colours despite often having pedalled furiously [yes, up to nine months and beyond], to my appointment being an always-nearly-late sort of bod...
Denby
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