Losing the Edge

It has been one of those days where I can’t settle, get going,  and generally feel BLEH.

Saying that though, it hasn’t actually been a bad day.

The Head Man himself rang today, albeit late, but at least he apologised. Hubby said he was fuming when he told him about the notes, or lack of them being forwarded to the surgery, and having received no response to his ’emergency’ call to their offices on the 25th. Seems his message wasn’t even passed on.
Overall though, it would appear that everything is going as it should be, and we are doing all the right things in respect of appetite and food intake. The weight loss is to be expected and due to the liquid diet, so gradually as more solid food is introduced this should stabilise and sort itself out. He said he would call him again in 6 to 8 weeks to see how things are settling down. I have marked the calendar accordingly.

We had a field trip after lunch and Hubby has ascertained how far he can drive or length of a journey.  He overdid it, but at least he knows, and being a local trip, no harm done.
The sausage for lunch went down in tiny pieces, but was a success. Tomorrow we are trying fish fingers and a small jacket potato.
Maggie has eaten very well and seems content with the new food. The little mare didn’t pee on her final walk tonight though and we walked two and a half times round the block!
I got hammered two games to one at darts, cocked up my doubles again, but there you go.

I still haven’t heard anything about my Pink Card and mammogram so plan to chase that tomorrow. In truth, I am getting more and more anxious as the mind is going into overdrive after what happened last year……….. feeling fine then wham, goodbye boob.

It’s taken an age to get through my reader, and I seem to have lost the edge for inspiration so not much has been posted. I’m tired and drained, so not surprising really I suppose.

It’s gone 11pm so time to shut up shop and get some shut eye.
Sleep well everyone.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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30 Responses to Losing the Edge

  1. murisopsis says:

    Sweet dreams! Sounds like Maggie is doing better and your husband is on track to full recovery! Please take care of you and try not to be too anxious…

  2. May I ask what. Jacket potato is? Hope you are feeling better tomorrow, even at out age there’s always so much to keep up with

  3. You’ve got a lot of stressful stuff going on. After a good night’s sleep you will be your old self!

  4. Sadje says:

    Sleep well my friend

  5. feeling fine then wham, goodbye boob….You are funny! Keep that sense of humor, it is healing.

    • My SOH has been my lifeline Christine. I’d just like peace of mind more than anything else, and at the moment, the medical left hand doesn’t seem to know what the medical right hand is doing, and as I only have the one boob now, I’ve nothing to compare it to!

      • I don’t know if all the medical advances are good or not. It seems they increase stress and blood pressure levels which probably leads to other issues.

      • Advances in breast cancer treatments have been phenomenal so I know I am lucky, but as wtih all paperwork, especially now with COVID, things get put on the back burner and sadly forgotten. Good news is I should be sent an appointment in the next couple of weeks.

      • No, don’t get me wrong…My step mother has cancer now. She survived breast cancer twice. We are all praying that 3 times is the charm and she will beat it again. It is just all so scary.

      • I am so sorry Christine. I’ve had two strikes and anxious I won’t get a third, but if it does come in the other breast, we’ve already said they can make the sides match. Sending positive vibes to you all. It is very scary and I hope she is responding well.

      • I will pray for you as well. Every little bit of hope helps.

      • There is always hope, and Positive Mental Attitude. I have a lot going for me, and so much support. I’ll be glad when this first mammogram after my surgery last year is done. Then hopefully I can relax!

  6. Liz says:

    It’s not surprising you are tired. Take it easy, when you need to.

    I didn’t stop yesterday, other than when I had lunch and 45 minutes before work and I know about that. I hope to have a nod this afternoon. But I still have a little to do. But not like yesterday.

    • I had a half hour nap yesterday afternoon.

      • Liz says:

        That’s good.

        I didn’t get mine. But I feel fine.

        I had my response from the care home today. I was satisfied with the response. But ses how we go, while mum remap there.
        I still want mum moved, because it will be easier for me to get to. I will only change my mind, if mum insists she wants to stay.

  7. I hope tomorrow goes well. It is great your hubby got to talk to the powers that be. Baby steps are good. Happy energy and good wishes sent your way.

  8. jenanita01 says:

    Life wasn’t that great for most of us before Covid, but now it has deteriorated into a nightmare.
    By the law of averages though, some good must filter through, and soon…

  9. willowdot21 says:

    We all have days like that Di big hugs 💜

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