Tuesday, 23 January 2018

Greek Gods and Unicorns


Yesterday morning wasn't the best.  Doing the chores before I got out of the house:  a shower,  preparing breakfast and lunch and putting the washing up away caused my poorly back to spasm.  I was in tears, pretty unlike me and Louis bore the brunt, poor love.  He was slower getting ready than I'd like, probably because he's in the wars too.  I wasn't the nicest mother in the world but then intense pain has the capacity to turn someone in evil bitch from hell.  I must remember that when it's me on the receiving end.

Thank goodness that I work in a hospital with a minor injuries unit.  I was pain-free-ish within a couple of hours.   Bless you John the nurse!  Today my list of yesterday's things to be grateful for seems to have acquired more meaning than usual.  Here we go:

  • The power of analgesia:  I've added super strength codeine to the mix of drugs I'm now taking.  At last something hits the spot!
  • The nearly totally free NHS:  Never something to be underestimated.
  • Morrison's Wonky Avocados:  Word got out from one of the student nurses that you could get a big bag of them for £1.75.   There's about six small but perfectly formed fruit in it.  My entire office went  over to the road to avail ourselves of this very healthy bargain.
  • The relatively short cue at the year long roadworks that have appeared on the ring road.
  • The unicorn one:  My business Twitter account seems to have had a glut of followers who like to dress up as the mythical beast.  Why oh why other than to give me a giggle.
  • Kind people who plied me with tea all day.  Thanks guys
  • The  view as I drive over the hill into the South Hams:  Always changing always a stunner to greet me first thing in the morning.
  • My slow cooker:  I popped a chicken in first thing in the morning and it had worked its magic.  A delicious supper waiting for us when we came home.
  • Being totally up to date with my clinical paperwork for about the first time in three years.
  • The Artsy article on why ancient Greek statues have small penises:   For the titter the title gave me and then for such an informative read.  In summary:  Big ones were considered vulgar.


Thanks for all your kind wishes yesterday.  I've woken much improved to day.  So that can be the first thing that I give thanks for on today's list.




8 comments:

  1. Glad things are better today- pain brings your emotional defences down. I did some blessings countings yesterday too and it saved the day after I'd had a bit of bad news.
    Arilx

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    1. I'm loving blessings counting as a cure all for all emotional strive. Hugs. xx

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  2. Glad you got your back sorted out. I too am reduced to tears when my hips and back are painful. A couple of extra strong paracetamol reduces the pain to an ache which I am more used to as I ache continually.

    In my diary at the end of the day I write a 'Thankful for - ' column. It depends upon what I've been doing as to the length of it.

    Joan (Devon)

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    1. It's the pits isn't it. Luckily I'm okay when I'm still and I've got a day off today to rest. xx

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  3. Pleased that something is helping you to get through your day.Talking about male members(? oh dear that sounds worse)-I once bought a Cerne Abbas Giant clock who told the time by the member?My aunt told me it was disgusting x

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    1. That made me titter!
      Arilx

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    2. It made me giggle as well and feel a little bit covetous. Don't know where I'd put the clock if I owned one though! xx

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    3. I bought it in a quaint gifty-haberdashery little shop in Cerne Abbas village.They had mugs & tea towels with decency flaps too x

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