Mmm ... shpongle ... me so likey :)
Anyways, I've had enough at the mo. Again, I've been up since early in the morning due to pain ... I can't wait till they've looked inside me, I've eradicated the bacteria with antibiotics, and I can go back on the anti-inflammatories. Then, perhaps, I will vacate this painful world in which I currently reside.
I was trying to meditate the other day to help lift myself out for a short while, to alter my perceptions, you know? so that I could handle it all a little better, but it hurts to sit - it hurts to stand - it even hurts to lay down.
Oh well, enough moaning.
Sorry.
In other news, Mrs B is as beautiful as ever. She purchased a top from a charity shop yesterday and it looks amazing on her. It's a creamy colour with little purple flower design on it and the colour suits her so well, as does the cut and the fabric ... mmm ... sexy wifey :)
Also, fluffy was groomed briefly by Khaymen this morning ... aww :)
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
I have something to say
My wifey rocks.
Oh yeah.
Damn straight.
In other news, our new PC should come tomorrow :) That is, they attempted to deliver it today and would you believe it, the time on the card saying "sorry we missed you" was time stamped about 2 minutes after we popped out for a short walk ... gosh, but I needed some fresh air!
Dagnabit. Still, they're delivering it tomorrow - at some point before 3 pm. Hmm.
So looking forward to it. Woo Hoo. We'll be back on the intermenet properly instead of on a borrowed laptop :)
Woot
Oh, and my wifey rocks so much
Me loves her
Oh yeah.
Damn straight.
In other news, our new PC should come tomorrow :) That is, they attempted to deliver it today and would you believe it, the time on the card saying "sorry we missed you" was time stamped about 2 minutes after we popped out for a short walk ... gosh, but I needed some fresh air!
Dagnabit. Still, they're delivering it tomorrow - at some point before 3 pm. Hmm.
So looking forward to it. Woo Hoo. We'll be back on the intermenet properly instead of on a borrowed laptop :)
Woot
Oh, and my wifey rocks so much
Me loves her
Wets pants
Found Ozric Tentacles on myspace ... oooooh!
lol
The things we do when we're awake when others are asleep! lol
Also started reading Jonathon Strange and Mr Norrell again. I swear the ads on telly at the mo for the new Keanu Reaves film "the illusionist" look very much like elements of that novel. It's such a good book (by Susannah Clarke if you wanna find it and give it a go) and I remember reading it in very great excitement at the time. It was when Mrs B and I were first dating and she was working in the book store. It was just before Xmas and this book was stacked up to the rafters as it made a good display in being released in both black with white words and white with black writing covers. I kept looking at it but had already spent all my disposable income on pressies for others. For Xmas my godmother gave me a gift voucher for WHSmiths and I found a copy (the last one, mind) of this book on the shelf reduced from 18 squids to the ten to which the value of my voucher had been made! Woo Hoo Hoo, thought I and I snapped it up in a trice and promptly lost myself for a few days in the adventures contained therein!
Very good book indeed. I'd highly receommend it. It has 18th Century magicians, dabbling in Fairie magic (of a scarily believable sort), with mirrors and potions and intrigue and love and war and the faint smell of sulphur! Very enjoyable indeed.
lol
The things we do when we're awake when others are asleep! lol
Also started reading Jonathon Strange and Mr Norrell again. I swear the ads on telly at the mo for the new Keanu Reaves film "the illusionist" look very much like elements of that novel. It's such a good book (by Susannah Clarke if you wanna find it and give it a go) and I remember reading it in very great excitement at the time. It was when Mrs B and I were first dating and she was working in the book store. It was just before Xmas and this book was stacked up to the rafters as it made a good display in being released in both black with white words and white with black writing covers. I kept looking at it but had already spent all my disposable income on pressies for others. For Xmas my godmother gave me a gift voucher for WHSmiths and I found a copy (the last one, mind) of this book on the shelf reduced from 18 squids to the ten to which the value of my voucher had been made! Woo Hoo Hoo, thought I and I snapped it up in a trice and promptly lost myself for a few days in the adventures contained therein!
Very good book indeed. I'd highly receommend it. It has 18th Century magicians, dabbling in Fairie magic (of a scarily believable sort), with mirrors and potions and intrigue and love and war and the faint smell of sulphur! Very enjoyable indeed.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Garrr
Grumpy.
It's nearly midnight and I can't sleep. Feeling poo. Felt poo all day. Spent most of it in bed. Didn't want to wake Mrs B with tossing and turning so thought I'd come downstairs and pester the kitties instead. But they're snuggled up together on the sofa and they won't budge for me! lol
Ah well.
It's nearly midnight and I can't sleep. Feeling poo. Felt poo all day. Spent most of it in bed. Didn't want to wake Mrs B with tossing and turning so thought I'd come downstairs and pester the kitties instead. But they're snuggled up together on the sofa and they won't budge for me! lol
Ah well.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Another hospital visit :(
I was developing more stomach cramps yesterday afternoon. I'd been having aches every day since my last visit it hospital and was so relieved to finally find out what it was that I told the GP they were coming back but didn't really insist on him taking note of the increase in pain.
By about 8pm, Mrs B was getting really worried and in the end called the doctors out of hours. I was told to come in to the community hospital. Father in law whipped round and sped me to hospital (and he has to get up for work at like 4 in the morning or something!) where the prescence of an ulcer was confirmed. Fortunately, I was able to ease the pains with gavascon, milk and PPIs. With any luck, if I avoid the types of food I've been advised to avoid now, I'll be okay until I can get this infection cleared up and get the ulcers healed.
I was so scared I'd have to go back in to Derriford. I didn't want another hospital stay. The doc at the hospital did say if it got anyworse to just call an ambulance. Fortunately, this was not required.
By about 8pm, Mrs B was getting really worried and in the end called the doctors out of hours. I was told to come in to the community hospital. Father in law whipped round and sped me to hospital (and he has to get up for work at like 4 in the morning or something!) where the prescence of an ulcer was confirmed. Fortunately, I was able to ease the pains with gavascon, milk and PPIs. With any luck, if I avoid the types of food I've been advised to avoid now, I'll be okay until I can get this infection cleared up and get the ulcers healed.
I was so scared I'd have to go back in to Derriford. I didn't want another hospital stay. The doc at the hospital did say if it got anyworse to just call an ambulance. Fortunately, this was not required.
Doctor's news
I made the appointment today to see my GP as he had sent me a letter asking me to come in to discuss the results of a blood test I had taken. Turns out I have Helicobacter Pylori infection, which is a bacterial infection of the stomach and duodenum. Good news is that it can be eradicated. After my endoscope next week, assuming the ulceration isn't too bad, I can begin a week's course of antibiotics and PPIs which will destroy the bacteria (fingers crossed) after which, the ulcer can be cleared up and the anti-inflammatories re-instated (with PPIs to safeguard against further ulceration) and close monitoring to make sure I don't get anymore intestinal bleeding. Woo Hoo. It's such a relief to know what is causing all this pain and discomfort and to know that an end is in sight. Finally, after all this time of waiting, I can do something to get better.
I reckon the most likely time when I got this infection is when I was in Nicaragua. I did get VERY very ill on that volcano! Wouldn't surprise me if that is where I got it. It's not contagious, either, so I don't have to worry about passing it on to Peter or Mrs B.
Yay!
I reckon the most likely time when I got this infection is when I was in Nicaragua. I did get VERY very ill on that volcano! Wouldn't surprise me if that is where I got it. It's not contagious, either, so I don't have to worry about passing it on to Peter or Mrs B.
Yay!
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
is what I thought on waking this morning. It is still what I am thinking now. Ho hum. And my GP, apparently, only has an appointment at 4.50pm. Yeah, right. Oh, well. I'll wait, I guess. O won't be able to take the extra trimadol until 6pm anyways.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Garr ... me so tired
Yes. I am. Had another day sans pain relief ... still waiting for endoscope ... still having to deal with pain with no end in sight ... quite depressing, really.
Still, it could be worse. Shouldn't complain. We got a cross-trainer today. I had a bit of a work out on it. Turns out, I'm not as unfit as I thought I was. But I hurt like superfuck now. My feet feel like they've been massaged with razor wire and had a soothing wash in broken glass. My hands feel like they've been holding on to a thin wire all day with my whole weight hanging down off them. My lower back feels like it's just about ready to snap in twain. And my tummy is still sore from the major cramps I had while visiting the vets with the in-law's gorgeously cute new puppy for his very first vaccinations. Aw, ickle fluffy white Jack the lovely West Highland Terrier. Wuffle!
Yes. And Peter has been the cutest little baby today. Very cute. Had to take Mrs B to the evil, sadochistic dental practioner today, and Peter was so cute in the waiting room he was even bringing a smile to the little old ladies waiting, I imagine, to have their one remaining tooth pulled without a drop of anaesthetic. Poor Mrs B, though. The evil-pig-fucker dentist hurt my wifey. And didn't even do the job she'd asked him to do. Pig-fucker from eastern europe! Bastard with a face mask. Cunt-head with a sharp pointy little metal gum-jabber.
I saw that very same dentist myself a few weeks back for a checkup when we registered with them. I had a busy day that day too and ate a swift and yummy pasty in the arvo. I hadn't had a moment to clean my teeth so had a little bit of pastry still nestled against my gum line when he looked at my teeth. "You see zis, here," he said, holding the mirror up and gently scraping some of my embarrasing pasty-leftovers into a nice little white pile against my very healthy pink gums, "zis is foot you haven't got wiz your brush. Do you brush up and down like zis or side to side like zis?" "Round and round, up and down and left to right," I would have replied had my mouth not been clamped open with the scary torture devices of the dental proffession. Instead I must have said "ah ah gah gah ha ah aaaah ga ag". "Yes, so," he said," you vill come back and see ze hygienist, yess, and they vill clean your teeth, yes?"
No. In short. I shall go home and brush them myself before bed and they shall be good as new. Dumb ass. I'm not paying a hygienist to brush my teeth for me. I think I can do it myself. I have been ever since I was a little boy.
Sheesh.
Peter has his own little toothbrush which he chews when he watched mummy and daddy brishing their teeth. It's very cute and he gets annoyed when we take it away. Bless.
Still, it could be worse. Shouldn't complain. We got a cross-trainer today. I had a bit of a work out on it. Turns out, I'm not as unfit as I thought I was. But I hurt like superfuck now. My feet feel like they've been massaged with razor wire and had a soothing wash in broken glass. My hands feel like they've been holding on to a thin wire all day with my whole weight hanging down off them. My lower back feels like it's just about ready to snap in twain. And my tummy is still sore from the major cramps I had while visiting the vets with the in-law's gorgeously cute new puppy for his very first vaccinations. Aw, ickle fluffy white Jack the lovely West Highland Terrier. Wuffle!
Yes. And Peter has been the cutest little baby today. Very cute. Had to take Mrs B to the evil, sadochistic dental practioner today, and Peter was so cute in the waiting room he was even bringing a smile to the little old ladies waiting, I imagine, to have their one remaining tooth pulled without a drop of anaesthetic. Poor Mrs B, though. The evil-pig-fucker dentist hurt my wifey. And didn't even do the job she'd asked him to do. Pig-fucker from eastern europe! Bastard with a face mask. Cunt-head with a sharp pointy little metal gum-jabber.
I saw that very same dentist myself a few weeks back for a checkup when we registered with them. I had a busy day that day too and ate a swift and yummy pasty in the arvo. I hadn't had a moment to clean my teeth so had a little bit of pastry still nestled against my gum line when he looked at my teeth. "You see zis, here," he said, holding the mirror up and gently scraping some of my embarrasing pasty-leftovers into a nice little white pile against my very healthy pink gums, "zis is foot you haven't got wiz your brush. Do you brush up and down like zis or side to side like zis?" "Round and round, up and down and left to right," I would have replied had my mouth not been clamped open with the scary torture devices of the dental proffession. Instead I must have said "ah ah gah gah ha ah aaaah ga ag". "Yes, so," he said," you vill come back and see ze hygienist, yess, and they vill clean your teeth, yes?"
No. In short. I shall go home and brush them myself before bed and they shall be good as new. Dumb ass. I'm not paying a hygienist to brush my teeth for me. I think I can do it myself. I have been ever since I was a little boy.
Sheesh.
Peter has his own little toothbrush which he chews when he watched mummy and daddy brishing their teeth. It's very cute and he gets annoyed when we take it away. Bless.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
So, I went to see the rheumatologist today
An hour and a half to drive there. Prof Woolf was an hour and five minutes behind schedule so had to sit on uncomfortable chair in waiting room for all that time. Then, glory of glories, Prof Woolf called me in. There were two students there. He looked at my hands and nodded. "Now you've got psoriatic arhtritis." Well, yeeeeeeees. That would be correct. "Now then, you're on anti-inflammatories." Well, noooooooo. Actually, I'm waiting for an endoscope to see if I have an ulcer caused by it or not. "Okay, well, you'll be fine. I'll see you in four months. I'll write to your GP and tell him to give you anti-inflammatories again once we've sorted out your stomach." Oh-kay. Erm. Is that it? Oh, okay, yes, that's the door. Oh, all right. I'll just go then, shall I? Well, now, that was one of the best uses to which I have ever put a day.
Not.
Bollocks.
Not.
Bollocks.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Was it a fluke?
No it wasn't. Peter slept well last night too :)
Woo Hoo Hoooooo
Also - I'm on Trimadol from the GP. It doesn't really help the pain, but it makes me rather drowsy. I see my specialist in Truro on Wednesday and I have the endoscope scheduled for the 1 March. Garoovy. Just wait till they look inside my guts and we'll see what they can do for me.
Woo Hoo Hoooooo
Also - I'm on Trimadol from the GP. It doesn't really help the pain, but it makes me rather drowsy. I see my specialist in Truro on Wednesday and I have the endoscope scheduled for the 1 March. Garoovy. Just wait till they look inside my guts and we'll see what they can do for me.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Can't believe it!
Peter slept last night - he slept from when we put him down at 5.30 till we got him up for a dream feed at 10.30. He fed for about 45 mins and then slept till 2.30. Had a short feed and then slept till 7.30! That is the first decent night's sleep wifey bear and I have had in a while! He only got up at 7.30 coz Mrs B got paranoid about him still being asleep and woke me up to go in and check on him. I didn't wake him up coz I'm Mr StealthMaster, but Khaymen the cat decided that as I was up, he was required to run up and down outside Peter's door meowing as loud as he could. Damnit.
I'm back, baby
Woo Hoo
We've borrowed a laptop from the in laws ... so back on the net for a bit. Also, I can do some writing now. Unfortunately, everything that is on the hardrive on the broken PC is only possibly salvageable :/ poop
We've borrowed a laptop from the in laws ... so back on the net for a bit. Also, I can do some writing now. Unfortunately, everything that is on the hardrive on the broken PC is only possibly salvageable :/ poop
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Blergh
Booger. The computer has died. The fan works, but nothing else does!
Am on temp access here at the inlaws! Also - have a booger of a cold, my head hurts, and having a bad flair up at the mo. I feel bad coz I also keep forgetting to call madjon - d'oh - sorry - will try to call you this evening :)
Have to go to the GP this arvo to see if he can give me anything else for the pain. Also, appointment at hospital tomorrow. I thought they'd be doing the endoscope to see how bad the damage is from the diclofenac but no, it's an outpatient appointment where I get to talk to a consultant who'll book me in for the procedure. Dagnabbit. The GP told them it was URGENTly needed. Ah well. Bah.
Anyways, better go.
Gruh!
Am on temp access here at the inlaws! Also - have a booger of a cold, my head hurts, and having a bad flair up at the mo. I feel bad coz I also keep forgetting to call madjon - d'oh - sorry - will try to call you this evening :)
Have to go to the GP this arvo to see if he can give me anything else for the pain. Also, appointment at hospital tomorrow. I thought they'd be doing the endoscope to see how bad the damage is from the diclofenac but no, it's an outpatient appointment where I get to talk to a consultant who'll book me in for the procedure. Dagnabbit. The GP told them it was URGENTly needed. Ah well. Bah.
Anyways, better go.
Gruh!
Friday, February 02, 2007
Sad news and good news
Got an email from an ex today. Cooper has had to be put down.
Blessings little kitty. May you find many little mices to chase in the long grasses of the next place.
Other news: Peter said "daddy" today. I was at physiotherapy at the time, but Mrs B says he said it twice. :) I'm so proud.
The physiotherapist has given up with the accupuncture. I now just have short wave deep heat pulse treatment. It kind of works for a little while. Like having a super hot bath (the kind I love best) but on my hip alone. Interesting.
Blessings little kitty. May you find many little mices to chase in the long grasses of the next place.
Other news: Peter said "daddy" today. I was at physiotherapy at the time, but Mrs B says he said it twice. :) I'm so proud.
The physiotherapist has given up with the accupuncture. I now just have short wave deep heat pulse treatment. It kind of works for a little while. Like having a super hot bath (the kind I love best) but on my hip alone. Interesting.
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