Amy mentioned a brand of pillow in my comments the other day (I think it was dunlopillow ... and why haven't you updated your journal, Amy, or have you moved it and I haven't worked that out yet!? It wouldn't be the first time that's happened).
I hesitate to say our pillows were ridiculously expensive. Mine is a Tempur and Himself's is the same sort of thing only a bit softer. I like my things firm. These pillows are made from some sort of memory foam and feel really weird initially but are oh so comfortable. My neck is much less stiff in the morning although Himself still snores fit to wake the dead so the pillow hasn't helped that. Not that it claimed to but I live in hope.
And now I must rush off to work as it's been raining a bit over the past day and the roads will be wet and the idiots will be out in force.
One more sleep and it's Friday and that can be considered the start of the weekend. It's anticipation day!
Tuesday, 5 February 2008
My first grandchild
Yes, folks, Two and GGF are parents .....
... isn't she just gorgeous? Her name is South African for little cabbage and sounds something like meeshoo. Two chose her because she looks like Thomas and Sheba. There was an older cat that was also up for adoption that he felt sorry for and would have taken but GGF wanted a little cat. I understand that sentiment, I really do. I just hope that the other cat finds a home. And trust Two to relate to it just as I would have AND tell me about it!
I can't wait to meet her. They got her yesterday and Two sent me an email with the photo.
Three had a good second day at his new job. This is good!
One is being a bit of an arsehole. This I can live with as I know I haven't done anything this time. I think he's just having a bit of a life transition crisis!
Himself is still not 100%. But is still happy about moving. Life at home is a tad difficult but we will get there.
The foot still hurts but is getting better. I guess rest really IS an option. Bugger.
Work is fantastic. It's a pleasure to go to work and spend time with my colleagues.
Hope everything is hunky dory in your neck of the woods.
... isn't she just gorgeous? Her name is South African for little cabbage and sounds something like meeshoo. Two chose her because she looks like Thomas and Sheba. There was an older cat that was also up for adoption that he felt sorry for and would have taken but GGF wanted a little cat. I understand that sentiment, I really do. I just hope that the other cat finds a home. And trust Two to relate to it just as I would have AND tell me about it!
I can't wait to meet her. They got her yesterday and Two sent me an email with the photo.
Three had a good second day at his new job. This is good!
One is being a bit of an arsehole. This I can live with as I know I haven't done anything this time. I think he's just having a bit of a life transition crisis!
Himself is still not 100%. But is still happy about moving. Life at home is a tad difficult but we will get there.
The foot still hurts but is getting better. I guess rest really IS an option. Bugger.
Work is fantastic. It's a pleasure to go to work and spend time with my colleagues.
Hope everything is hunky dory in your neck of the woods.
Monday, 4 February 2008
Oh. my. god. The pain.
This morning I met Fireman Sam in the park at 5.30. He sent me off to run a lap. I ran about 200 metres feeling just fantastic. Breathing was right, legs were right, foot was only a tad sore. And then it felt as if I had landed fair and square on a nail. "FUCK" just might have escaped my lips as I pulled up short. And just as I was about to overtake a fella. I stretched and rested a minute or two and the pain subsided. So I thought I'd try to run again. BIG mistake.
Hobbled back to where Fireman Sam was waiting for me and then showed him what I had done. Second big mistake!
We did some boxing which was great after such a long break.
I then went into work and hobbled around the hospital. My foot is more painful than it has ever been and two nurofen and two panadeine didn't touch it. I don't think I'll be running again anytime soon. In fact I don't think I'll be WALKING anytime soon. Maybe a bike ride tomorrow night. I don't know what Fireman Sam and I will do on Wednesday morning. I'll have to email him and see if he can come up with something else to stretch me and keep my fitness levels up. Maybe I shouldn't have given the exercise bike away after all!!
I went to a yoga class after work. I've signed up for 6 classes (a term). It was quite pleasant. Very gentle with lots of stretches and relaxation. But I feel that I've moved a bit. It was impossible to do a few of the poses because of my foot so I'm looking forward to next week. If I love it I'll continue, if not I'll look at Tai Chi.
Himself has spent the day at home stressing about anything and everything. Needless to say the home front isn't exactly relaxing at the moment.
Three started his new job and loves it.
On that note I shall go and help Himself get dinner on the table.
Hobbled back to where Fireman Sam was waiting for me and then showed him what I had done. Second big mistake!
We did some boxing which was great after such a long break.
I then went into work and hobbled around the hospital. My foot is more painful than it has ever been and two nurofen and two panadeine didn't touch it. I don't think I'll be running again anytime soon. In fact I don't think I'll be WALKING anytime soon. Maybe a bike ride tomorrow night. I don't know what Fireman Sam and I will do on Wednesday morning. I'll have to email him and see if he can come up with something else to stretch me and keep my fitness levels up. Maybe I shouldn't have given the exercise bike away after all!!
I went to a yoga class after work. I've signed up for 6 classes (a term). It was quite pleasant. Very gentle with lots of stretches and relaxation. But I feel that I've moved a bit. It was impossible to do a few of the poses because of my foot so I'm looking forward to next week. If I love it I'll continue, if not I'll look at Tai Chi.
Himself has spent the day at home stressing about anything and everything. Needless to say the home front isn't exactly relaxing at the moment.
Three started his new job and loves it.
On that note I shall go and help Himself get dinner on the table.
Sunday, 3 February 2008
Isn't she beautiful
The seat is soooo soft and squishy. It has a completely different feel to my old bike and is far more comfortable to be sitting more upright. It's the first female bike I've had for a very long time and shows just how far female bikes have become. It used to be that if you wanted a decent bike you had to get a male bike but now that so many women are riding the bike companies are making good bikes for us. It will take some getting used to but I love it already.
We also bought a bike rack. Partly to get it home (I could have ridden!) but mainly because there are lots of trails I want to ride that need to be driven to.
Himself is very fragile still and is worried that he will be consumed with guilt tomorrow for not going into work. Baby steps.
Three starts his new job tomorrow. He's a bit apprehensive but I think is looking forward to it. It will completely different to anything he has ever done.
Fireman Sam is back. We are supposed to be hitting the park at sparrow's fart tomorrow. I am very nervous!!
Saturday, 2 February 2008
Just a quick visit
We didn't get Himself some shoes cos he wasn't wearing socks and we weren't at the shopping centre.
We did look at our new house (or the piece of land upon which it will rise) and the work on the surrounding houses. Coming along nicely.
We bought ourselves new pillows. Very, very expensive pillows but if they help with the ongoing neck and back problems they will be worth it. I'll let you know (or not, if they don't!).
We popped into the bike shop and the chap started to fit me for a bike. Never had THAT before. Probably explains a few things. And makes me proud of myself that I have continued riding a bike that didn't fit and caused me much post ride pain. I will go back tomorrow suitably attired. A short skirt and sandals ain't the garb for getting on and off a bike!
We bought steaks at the butcher and Himself will bbq them shortly.
Himself has announced he is going to take TWO weeks off work. This both pleases and concerns me.
We touched base with a real estate agent who sells a lot of property in this area. Things are looking good.
Still tired, but!
We did look at our new house (or the piece of land upon which it will rise) and the work on the surrounding houses. Coming along nicely.
We bought ourselves new pillows. Very, very expensive pillows but if they help with the ongoing neck and back problems they will be worth it. I'll let you know (or not, if they don't!).
We popped into the bike shop and the chap started to fit me for a bike. Never had THAT before. Probably explains a few things. And makes me proud of myself that I have continued riding a bike that didn't fit and caused me much post ride pain. I will go back tomorrow suitably attired. A short skirt and sandals ain't the garb for getting on and off a bike!
We bought steaks at the butcher and Himself will bbq them shortly.
Himself has announced he is going to take TWO weeks off work. This both pleases and concerns me.
We touched base with a real estate agent who sells a lot of property in this area. Things are looking good.
Still tired, but!
Home
I picked himself up this morning and we have just got home. He is currently on the phone to his boss!! But he has agreed to take next week off.
The doctors don't think it's cardiac. I think it's stress. He has to make some major changes and seems to be amenable at the moment.
Once he's had a shower and a decent coffee we are off to look at the progress on the new place, buy him some proper walking shoes (yay!) and check out a bike for me.
The doctors don't think it's cardiac. I think it's stress. He has to make some major changes and seems to be amenable at the moment.
Once he's had a shower and a decent coffee we are off to look at the progress on the new place, buy him some proper walking shoes (yay!) and check out a bike for me.
Friday, 1 February 2008
I'm tired
I may not make a lot of sense.
Himself got home after 11.oo last night and then spent even more time on a conference call.
I took something that One said to me this morning totally out of context and stressed about it and it made me feel sad.
I got to work and the person from whom I collect the handover sheet and pager was out for a smoke so I couldn't get said sheet and pager until later which meant buying my coffee (a double shot mocca, thankyoujezus) and walking to my office on my SORE FOOT and then all the way back to her office on my SORE FOOT. And the two offices are at opposite ends of the hospital.
Himself rang to say that Three had been in a car accident. Nothing serious. A fender bender. But Himself was overreacting and I was worried about Three. Himself made out Three was totally to blame (legally yes, he ran into one car which was nudged into an arsehole who paid out on Three until the nice female driver of the middle car came to his defense. I told you I was tired ... this doesn't have to make sense!).
I finally got in touch with Three and he was ok. Shaken but ok. And worrying about how he's going to pay the excessive excess on the insurance claim.
Then Himself rang to say he was feeling unwell with chest tightness. I suggested he ring our GP. He said he thought it was more serious than that.
Long story short(er). He ended up in our ED. On monitoring. With something cardiac happening but not a heart attack. He still has episodes of chest discomfort (he refuses to call it pain ... all chest sensations that are not normal are referred to as chest pain by the medical people - just so you know). His heart rate fluctuates between a bit low and really, really low. So low the alarms beep. I have no idea why. He has been admitted overnight. He is not happy. I think I have convinced him to take next week off. And we will be having serious discussions about lifestyle changes and stress levels and priorities and life balance.
We are moving for a different lifestyle and I intend to have him there with me to enjoy it.
I have eaten too much pizza and feel bloated. Damn it was good, though. The brightest spot in my day, really!
Now I am going to kick back and relax (yeah, right) before I get up in the morning and go back to the hospital to see if they are going to let him home and if they have a reason for this epsiode. My gut feeling? Stress, stress and more stress.
I am sooo tired!!!
Himself got home after 11.oo last night and then spent even more time on a conference call.
I took something that One said to me this morning totally out of context and stressed about it and it made me feel sad.
I got to work and the person from whom I collect the handover sheet and pager was out for a smoke so I couldn't get said sheet and pager until later which meant buying my coffee (a double shot mocca, thankyoujezus) and walking to my office on my SORE FOOT and then all the way back to her office on my SORE FOOT. And the two offices are at opposite ends of the hospital.
Himself rang to say that Three had been in a car accident. Nothing serious. A fender bender. But Himself was overreacting and I was worried about Three. Himself made out Three was totally to blame (legally yes, he ran into one car which was nudged into an arsehole who paid out on Three until the nice female driver of the middle car came to his defense. I told you I was tired ... this doesn't have to make sense!).
I finally got in touch with Three and he was ok. Shaken but ok. And worrying about how he's going to pay the excessive excess on the insurance claim.
Then Himself rang to say he was feeling unwell with chest tightness. I suggested he ring our GP. He said he thought it was more serious than that.
Long story short(er). He ended up in our ED. On monitoring. With something cardiac happening but not a heart attack. He still has episodes of chest discomfort (he refuses to call it pain ... all chest sensations that are not normal are referred to as chest pain by the medical people - just so you know). His heart rate fluctuates between a bit low and really, really low. So low the alarms beep. I have no idea why. He has been admitted overnight. He is not happy. I think I have convinced him to take next week off. And we will be having serious discussions about lifestyle changes and stress levels and priorities and life balance.
We are moving for a different lifestyle and I intend to have him there with me to enjoy it.
I have eaten too much pizza and feel bloated. Damn it was good, though. The brightest spot in my day, really!
Now I am going to kick back and relax (yeah, right) before I get up in the morning and go back to the hospital to see if they are going to let him home and if they have a reason for this epsiode. My gut feeling? Stress, stress and more stress.
I am sooo tired!!!
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