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:eek: That's so horrible! Great work, once again, stepping up when nobody else is :grouphug: I'm very sorry for your loss :(
 
I've just got around to pruning the diaries I follow. Some of them haven't posted for months let alone weeks. I can spend more time reading my favourite peoples diaries now
 
Walking is no longer the no no it was.So now and again I don't listen to my body and overdo it, as happened this weekend. On Saturday, we went to
several garden centres and they huge places, you wander around and then realize that you have no idea which department you are in.It was when we got to the tropical fish we decided to turn round and head for the nearest greenhouse. Yesterday we went to a flea market and really hit it. To cut a long story short my knees were so bad on the journey home (about 90 mins) that I had seized up by the time we got to our house and Marcus had to drag me out of the car. Today I am doing nothing except some gentle exercise
 
Having a bit of a rough trot with my back. There's not much I can do except gentle stretching and some Ibuprofen. It will pass.
We used to be a family of 4 ( 6if you count the dogs) We loved Christmas.We always started at the beginning of December with our wedding anniversary. We were lucky in that we were a close family and enjoyed being together.
Now there is just the two of us Christmas has, for several years, been a time to be 'got through' and there was a sense of relief to see 12th night and realize another one was out of the way. It was the same with Easter, birthdays, holiday times etc.
Well this Christmas things are going to be different. There may only be the two of us, but decorations will be going up and a tree.I've started with a ticker count down
 
Hey Polly,
I'm newish to this forum and I just wanted to say I really hope your back begins to feel better really quickly.
I get the struggle with Christmas and I think you're onto a winner with going ahead and getting the decorations out and the tree up. There's something special about a Christmas tree and Christmas music as well. :)
 
Good job deciding to reclaim Christmas for yourself. It´s in our faces so much you have to find a way to enjoy it or you just end up feeding the black dog.
 
Good for you Polly. That black dog is a forever hungry dog. I feel I need to reclaim July & August. I'm going to try to turn these months around from now on. I might try to make Christmas something special this year. I usually avoid Christmasy things & Christmas in general. With me, it's more an allergy to fuss. It's time to lighten up again!
 
Back not much improved.Have done so many stretches, I swear I've grown an inch.
Old and very dear friends called to see us last evening. Mary is sighted and Bill is blind.Totally, not even light perception. He has a guide dog(seeing eye) A golden lab who used to be friends with our black lab. Bill can stand on his doorstep with the dog and say 'Rose and Crown please' and the dog takes him straight to the pub. If he fancies a change of watering hole, he says ' Kings Head tonight boy' and off they go. Hilarious!
 
Just read that out to G & he said "wow". I agree- wow! What a dog. My back is not good either Polly & I still have not booked in to see a chiropractor. I don't like going to anyone new when you have to get undressed. I get very embarrassed. I'll try to ring today & make an appointment for Tuesday. Is there someone local you can go see?
I love hearing about your life & your part of the world. Thanks for sharing it with us xoxo Cate
 
That´s so sweet, Polly, you do tell nice stories. And I agree with Cate about being naked around health care professionals: they may not give a shit (and I´m sure you´ll agree, Polly, that they do have an opinion about people´s bodies, even if they don´t or shouldn´t mention it or even think about it a lot) but the embarassment/shame is programmed in too thoroughly to ignore.
 
I'm exactly the same as you two. I hate taking my clothes off in front of healthcare pros.The irony of it is, that 99% of them take no notice at all.However, its that 1% that bothers me.
Yes,Bill is very special.He lost his sight in an IRA bombing.I met him a few years later when he had some facial work done.I had to take over 100 stitches out of his face.I did it over 3 day sand he never moaned once.
 
You are sweet Polly & you are obviously a special person too. I made that appointment today, for next Friday. Eek!
 
O wow, I know that hands and faces tend to get more stitches because the work is finer but 100 stitches in a single face? Wow.
 
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O wow, I know that hands and faces tend to get more stitches because the work is finer but 100 stitches in a single face? Wow.
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He was amazing Maria.I went to see him in the side ward and explained what would happen, showed him the little cutters I would use and reassured him that I would go at his speed. If I remember rightly, we had a break and a cup of coffee every 50 sts. We listened to music and had a chat, but he couldn't say much with me working on his face. These days I think I'm right in saying that they dissolve. We had to be specially trained back then because the stitches were very small and of course,you didn't want to make a mistake on the face.
Bill trained as a teacher after he lost his sight and worked in a college for the blind.He met Mary and they married in the late 70's and had a daughter. They don't live very far away from us and we meet up regularly.He introduces me to people as 'This is the lady who once spent 3 days in my bedroom and didn't even bother to close the curtains.'
 
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That is a marvellous intro. You & he obviously have such a great sense of humour xoC
 
Feeling a heck of a lot better, but Marcus has me on a tight rein.It is awfully humid here today. I have had a woolly wash day and Marcus has pegged it out for me.Like it or lump it, we are in the thick end of summer and it is time to get the heavy woollies washed, line dried and ready for the autumn.
 
My other half was hanging new curtains this morning, stepped off the step ladder rather awkwardly and twisted his knee. Does anyone remember those old cowboy films which were originally on TV in the1950's? I think it was Gun Smoke that had a character called Chester and he had a gammy leg. I can see him now, coming along the broad walk... 'I'm a comin' Marshall Dylan' Well, poor old Marcus is walking just like that. I've put him in an Epsom Salts bath and it's eased him a bit.
 
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