We don't need another / a new discussion to prove it.
It is as it is.
Let this "fred" (discussion thread) live under the theme .......
long live this family
brothers, sisters, brethern, dogs, cats and birds, ants and flees, water and air and gas and Clare and Jim and him and the window Simm (??) and you and me and he and she and we and them and us and puss (???) and fish and the dish (it's on) and paper and pen.
Permalink Reply by pan on December 5, 2009 at 9:39am
Just had another surgery - minor outpatient thing - they scraped off a rather massive bone spur on the "knuckle" of my big toe, drilled some holes into the bone on either side of the joint and then put an extender (or as my doctor explained "a stretchy outy thing") on the outside to keep some space in the joint for 6 weeks until my body manufactures a substitute cartilage. Apparently it isn't as good as the cartilage that we are born with but it should stave off the onset of arthritis for a good 10 years.
With the hip operations and now this one I have amassed a rather large cache of oxycodone and hydrocodone - too bad I have absolutely no interest in their recreational use. Once again the nurses commented on how young I am to be having this operation....but they said I looked younger than 52 years....I guess I'm gonna be the arthritic young guy.....at least they didn't argue with me about the wear and tear of professional dance on one's joints like the first orthopedic surgeon who was adamant that dance could not possibly be connected, it had to be an old (American) football injury from my high school days.
Just turned 55, bruised ribs, dodgy disc in back, early menopause (started at 38), my mother and both her sisters all died in a six month period, the youngest first. My brother and his wife the next year.
The other day met someone trying to get to the bottom of their family's recent loss in an African country where the witnesses kept on dying. The life expectancy was 33.
Littleoldme, have you tried the foetal position? It always helps me. Mind you that is with pain in the lower back, usual slipped disc, sciatica gubbins.
Also I always put my feet up when sitting in a chair whenever possible, chairs are usually troublesome. Try this one for instance.
I first met it in the rain down the Hatches. It was standing in the middle of the track, worn red leather, rusted wheels, capacious bucket seat somewhat damp. We wrestled it home in a hurry. What luck.
Ahh honey, I wish I could, but ya see, I quit smoking and have gained 80lbs. I couldn't get my fat ass down on the floor if I had to. I have exercises from when I slipped a disk back in ' 73, but can't do those either. I'm living a catch 22 at the moment. I'm fat and dieting, but the only way I'm going to lose weight is if I move, (walking) but I can't walk because of my shot to shit knees, they won't support all the weight for any length of time and the best part, the doctor won't fix them till I lose weight. Ta Da! catch 22.
So I do what I can.
My daughter laughs when we go shopping because I won't use the "ride around mini cart thing" stores provide. I told her people would be judgmental about a fat woman riding on one of those things. The first thought people have when they see you on one of those things, if there's not a crutch or cane visible, is look at fat ass, too lazy and fat to walk. Call me paranoid about my weight and I'd be the first to agree, but when people have been cruel your whole life about your weight, you can tend that way.
But thank you, my dear, for your concern.
I've been lucky to remain at a comfortable plumpness for the last few years. Living on a hill must help. There's a very steep turn at the top. I've lived on hills here and there most of the time and feel very uncomfortable on the flat.
The weather is very different on hills, often pleasanter than down in the valley where it flooded last week.
Permalink Reply by Kate on December 17, 2009 at 9:23am
Yeah, where is our good man Waldo?? And Curt too.! What's this about Mark not being banned? If you don't mind me asking?
Just a note, Catherine's son enrolled in the Air Training Corps for two years. He is the same age as Domi.
Only fifteen years old, so young.
Lara is doing her A-levels and although she is doing her A levels late ( she would have started at sixteen ) - Lara always considered England her home, so she is in her element and taking black and white photography & using the dark room.
Dominique is beginning to like her new school and adapting quite well to the English Culture where she grew up.