It would appear that things are certainly improving in the eye department.
For the first time I woke up without a sticky eye and it felt almost normal - until I applied the drops and they caused some discomfort, but nothing like I have been having.
It'll be interesting to see what the doctor says tomorrow.
Talked to Helen last night. She and Bill are coming up here for their hols as we are giving the boat a miss this year. I'm really looking forward to it - it'll be just like the old days, when the kids were little and they used to come for a week and stay for a month! As we all get on so well, this has never, ever been a problem.
Interestingly, we'd started talking about the places we want to visit during their stay, and practically every one had something to do with FOOD!! Mind you, even when we're on the boat, we do tend to plan our journey according to the pubs and restaurants along the way, so maybe it's not that different.
LILY & ROSE
Here are some photos of Lily & Rose. There are a few from the first time we saw them when they were just 4 weeks old. They would fit on your hand at this age and didn't look much like westies!
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So seeing as you're looking forward to the holidays....in August...its time to rain on your parade, as it were. Have you made that visit to the surgery yet about smoking cessation? You see you're not alone a course for the Strait of Gibraltar on the Atlantic ocean on the Mary Celeste. People will be waiting to read about your progress with eagerness I should imagine. Its a big thing and the way you write, it will read well and may well inspire. And I'm not kidding!
ReplyDeleteOkay - no pressure then!
ReplyDeleteStill haven't made that visit to the surgery, BUT have discussed the whole quitting thing at home, so although it may appear that progress isn't really happening, behind the scenes I AM starting to prepare myself.
Just imagine though Sue. This could be the Bloggers equivalent to Lennon's "Cold Turkey"....a genuinely harrowing account of his withdrawel from heroin addiction, the hard way with a dose of Dr Arthur Janov's Primal Scream Therapy thrown in.
ReplyDeleteI'm smiling as I think though its not my intention to make light of the heavy task ahead(I know you know that). My motives are entirely selfish(as ever) I'm simply looking forward to a development in the blog and reading you as a tortured soul who has now eased into retirement, raised her pups into young ladies, now trying to throw off the shackles of addiction, escape from the dictatorial regime of the state of Nicotine and rationalise conflicting turbulent emotions while slowly scraping your already bitten to the quick nails down the blackboard of your conscious mind....goodness me isn't that awful?....never mind though I'm with you in the Atlantic hanging on to the keel of the Mary Celeste. Jeez and to think I've just told Charles I think I'm still sane. :o/
Anyway... we must have laffs too. Plenty of laffs.....lots of dark humour intended or otherwise as you verbally abuse everyone around you (me included) with your sod the bloody dogs I need a fag - no....no... I really do need a fag - fuelled prose.
I'm not going on holiday either see :o/
Just reading that makes me want a cig!
ReplyDeleteBelieve me - when I am ready for it, the blog will take on an entirely different identity.
You see - at the moment I'm still in denial and by replying via the comment box means (in my twisted psyche) that I am only having this converstion with you and haven't yet gone public with it. Thus it is contained and manageable, theoretical and NOT REAL YET.
...and just reading that has got me laffing already. You see? It's all good! You are clearly not on the Mary Celeste though because you would never have left the forehatch and the lazarette opened....now would you? Which in my twisted psyche means you have now gone public!
ReplyDeleteYou're just showing off now! WHAT ON EARTH is a lazarette? (I'm only asking so that I can avoid the nitty-gritty of what I SHOULD be replying, you understand)
ReplyDeleteI still think that the readership of this blog is pretty much limited to me, you and Charles, who checks in for the occasional chortle - usually at YOUR comments, and maybe James who reads so that he can check up on what his mother is doing and when would be the optimum time for laundry and a good feed.
So, in terms of going public, it's still pretty limited (lazarette or not)
But I WILL tell you now that the last time I went to the surgery for my presciption review (about a month ago) I DID talk to the nurse about quitting and it's just up to me now to make that leap.
I've got to get my head right. This may sound pathetic, but it is a vital part of coping with an addiction. I need to be able to stand up and say, 'Hi, my name is Sue and I'm a smoker and I don't want to be one any more.'
BUT I'M STILL SCARED and just thinking about it makes me reach for the fags.
It's a little hatch usually at the back of a boat (aft / stern) where they store equipment. It simply rolled off the tongue because I still have an enduring image of the Mary Celeste (as it was found in 1872) from about the age of 10/11 because a very old but influential teacher at Stakeford County Primary in 1968 called "Ganny Green" told the tale many times in vivid detail.... and we had to find reasons why we thought it was found as it was.
ReplyDeleteEither that or it's a brand of cigarette..."You're never alone with a Lazarette".
I love the word chortle. It reminds me of The Beano, Beezer, The Topper, Dandy, Wizzer and Chips etc and my happier salad days...
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