I don’t know what I was thinking yesterday, definitely ahead of myself, but I’ve checked my watch and the laptop to confirm it is indeed Tuesday, 21st July.
What a night.
Trapped wind, bloat, the whole nine yards, and I could not get to sleep! I tried all the tips I know, rubbing the tummy, rubbing the back, rubbing beneath the breast bone, drinking boiled water, eating liquorice, eating apricots, all to no avail.
Everyone’s been there………… constipation rearing its ugly head and making its presence felt. Not that I was ‘regular’ unless we were camping or when we were on the boat, but I was craving the days when we used to ‘rent’ a Kentucky or Big Mac as they were always guaranteed to clear out the pipes.
Well, my moment arrived this afternoon when we got back and I am feeling heaps better!
Tonight we will be sleeping on new pillows.
I am sure I read somewhere that pillows should be replaced every 6 months or so. Looking it up today it is now recommended pillows are replaced every 1 to 2 years.
Other than two we were given last year, the ones we’ve been sleeping on are at least three years old as we had them on the boat. They are a variety of fibre and polyester, but are lumpy like my non instant custard attempts, limper than wet cardboard and offer the support of empty space.
The last ones I purchased were rolled and vacuum packed, expanding to shape when the wrapper was released. To be honest, at two for a fiver they’ve lasted pretty well.
The ones we bought today though are ‘regency embossed’ having a pretty pattern on the cover and are ‘fat’ so came in a carry case for a pair which will double up as Go Bags in case of an emergency (excuse pun).
Reduced from £40 a pair to £15, Hubby snapped up 2 pairs and our old ones are in the bin ready for collection tomorrow.
Our town is heaving though a few more people were wearing masks today. Visitors are still barging in, taking no notice of floor marking for directing traffic or giving anyone space. Our local shops are trying their best to be sensible, but visiting customers don’t care.
In the next town, it’s still busy, queues are outside shops as they are maintaining the social distances, and most shoppers were masked. The difference in attitude as people were quite chatty as they waited, the shop staff were all smiles and everyone went with the flow. The holidaymakers were queuing for fish and chips or other takeaways, but overall, it was quite pleasant and nobody was whinging.
So, that’s our day so far. Dinner today was pie, wedges and mixed veg. I bought the ingredients to make a cheesecake yesterday, but our neighbour is coming in for tea this afternoon and bringing in some walnut cake, so I’ll make it tomorrow now.
Time to put the kettle on then.
Keep safe everyone.
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Glad your tummy is back to normal. That really is uncomfortable. Sleep well on your new pillows tonight!
yay!
Sorry to hear you had a bad night, I suffer from this too especially at the moment I find Senokot helps it’s gentle and natural.
Sadly no OTC meds seem to help me. The boiled water seems to have done the trick though.
I swear my boiled water too 💜
It’s worked today, so I’ve had a couple of extra cupfuls instead of my usual tea.
I often drink hot water 💜
Enjoy cuppa with cake, with your neighbour.
It was lovely!
Good. 🙂
Good morning, I had trouble sleeping last night as legs were painful and nothing I did help so I not feeling so good. Wear your masks and stay safe.
You too Betty Louise. Hope you’re feeling better today.
Thanks
I HATE the ‘stopped drain’ phenomenon. Perhaps you’ll want to check what you ate the day of the problem and see if there’s anything that would cause more gas than usual. Something that I do when it happens (all too frequently too) is drink some bi-carb (bicarbonate of soda), and usually within a short while it becomes windier than a full blown gale! 😆 I’m glad exercise moved the stoppage all the same. How awful.
For a couple of days now I’ve noticed that the holiday makers up your way have been labelled as troublesome and rude; and that’s simply awful too. IF (it’s in high doubt, because I’m not going to have that kind of money maybe ever again) I can ever travel to the U.K., I’ll be one of the nicest “Yanks’ y’all ever encountered. I’ll have my Sunday manners out. Oddly though, I (mostly) did that when we went to Canada and frankly the natives there (Canadians, not First People if it’s confusing) were among the rudest people I’ve ever encountered. This was four years ago too, prior to the virus. We got attitude and rude behavior almost every where we went. I thought afterward that the idea that Canadians are the most polite people in the world was someone’s idea of a joke, because not the ones I encountered. I guess there are bad apples in each barrel, aren’t there?
Hi Melanie. Nothing different in the food line, plenty of fruit, veg and fibre, so I think just lazy guts rather than lazy bones. lol Glad it’s passed (literally!)
Working for an American bank, Those I met were great. I made a bread pudding for one as he’d never had it and he loved it. Our visitors are from the bigger cities like Manchester, Leicester (sent packing apparently), London and Nottingham, so rarely ‘foreigners’. You see the Brits abroad on their holidays and their drunken behaviour is shocking and embarrassing. Bad apples everywhere indeed.
Enjoy the new pillows! And walnut cake, yummy!
pillow tonight, cake this afternoon was lovely!
I don’t know if you remember me I blogged from cries from an unkempt garden. I took a break I had to deal with breast cancer, and all the what to do with all of that. I writing again @ weirdareword. It opened me up to be able to write about more things. So I feel anyways. I still follow all the same people, so I am gradually finding y’all. Glad I found ya. Blessings
I’m a breast cancer survivor too Lisa. How are you doing, and I hope you are well on the road to recovery. Glad to have you back. I admit I thought I recognised the name.
Thank you for reaching out, and so many of us it seems can wear the pink ribbon 🎀
I am doing phenomenally well for 3 months post Mastectomy. It was nothing I could have prepared myself for that is for sure. I still have one more surgery to go.
I am so grateful to be back, and I have had my restrictions lifted from my doctor. So that being said, I am mountain biking a lot. I am trying to feel like me again. That is the reason we decided to put off the last survey until the end of summer. So I can have a little me time. My husband has been a huge support, as well my family! They are all God sends. God has been very gracious though this whole journey! Thank you for asking! God bless!
Left or right? Mine was right and I had my op in October last year. Are you going for reconstruction? I decided against it and don’t regret my decision (I’m 64). My husband has also been a rock through it all and the kindness and support I’ve had through my blog has been wonderful. Keep well and continue to heal.
Mine was both, I had to have a double mastectomy. This was not my choice. I mean of course I could have said no. That just did not make any senses though. There not many options given to me. It was here are the results, and here is what we would like to do. I did this at the start of Covid. I was considered an emergent status. So I felt very alone since no one could be with me after my surgery. I know with God I was not alone, but it was such a huge surgery. With being 46, I decided after much education to have the reconstruction. They already did a partial the day they did my Mastectomy. I had 8 drain tubes after my surgery. They pulled from my Latissimus muscle, which still 3 months later is still totally numb. My last, and final will be them taking out the enhancers that have been stretching my skin, and placing the implants in. The only complication I had was two of my drains were taken out a little prematurely. So I was getting Seromas in my sides. I would go in weekly, and they would drain me in the office with a needle. Other than the odd sensations, weak feeling, out of sorts, numbness, and many other things that go along with such a huge life change my surgery thank God was pretty uneventful. I have many medication allergies, and sensitivities. So that was another let go, and let God for me. I have never been your typical surgery candidate. I did grieve the loss of old body parts, and was very emotionally driven for quite awhile. I cried a lot. I am doing so well now. I am back to just about doing all the things I could before the surgery. Of course most of it feels odd, or different. I have had to come to a great place of acceptance. God has me, and I am His! Blessings!
I know how extremely lucky I was and could have had reconstruction at the same time as my mastectomy but it meant a delay and at a hospital I was not happy about besides, I wanted it done so that I could get on with life. I was surprised at the number of people around me who have had the op, (one lady way back in the ’80s) and they have been amazing. I am anxious naturally if it comes back for a third strike in the other breast, but we’ve already discussed it and said to make the sides match. My darts game hasn’t improved as my arrows all veer to the left now (visions of my falsie flying out of my bra and being speared to the dartboard had the team in stitches) and I was disappointed I didn’t lose any weight the week of my surgery (should’ve lost at least a pound as the boob was a generous handful) but at the end of the day, Di the person isn’t my chest. My sense of humour went into overdrive and I honestly feel terrific. Everyone is different and I wish you well with your other surgeries. Tiredness and fatigue is the norm……. I was told I’d feel tired but I didn’t believe them. They were right though and I napped at the drop of a hat. Oh, and if they’ve given you exercises to do, do them as well as you can. I stopped and had a few problems when I got stiff and it felt as if I’d stuck to myself. Take care. 🙂
I had to have both removed because it was in both. It was not an choice to have one. I have done everything, and more asked of me. I talked at great length about reconstruction with the surgeons, my husband, my mom. At 46 it was something for me with the loss of both I needed to have done. I had already had large areas of deformity from years of biopsy’s. I started with my breast health at the age of 24 having my first lumpectomy. From there I never once had a normal mammogram. I have dealt with the extreme fatigue, and tiredness. Mountain biking has helped me gain my strength back. My arms get stiff a lot. The last couple days it has been 96 and do dry here. Too hot to ride, we went Kayaking. I could not swim the next day my arms were too tired. I used muscles I had not yet used since my surgery. So it has been a long road with my breast health. As hard as it was it is freeing knowing I don’t have to be titanium tagged, and biopsied all the time with hematoma that followed. So I feel very optimistic, trying not to psych myself out too much for my surgery in September. This whole Covid stuff makes things all the more difficult. I trust God always has my best! I have great faith in Him to always have me! Have a great day! I am an anxious person in general so I have had to really let go and let God!
I am so glad you have your faith and family support. It has been a really long haul for you. I had my lumpectomy in 2016 and a different cancer came back in 2019 so it was bye bye boob. I think you’re doing brilliantly and getting your head round it all.
Talk about forgetting what day it is! haha Remember when we used to wish the weekend would last forever? We have it now and half the people are going bat-shit crazy!
Stay safe!
Hubby has a pill box with the days of the week on it, but he still asks me! Tomorrow is Wednesday and meter reading day!
Glad to hear you are feeling “relieved”! I have to replace my pillow every 6 months due to allergies to dust mites..
Yes, that can be a bummer.