Cinque, sorry to read of your bad sleep nights. You must wake up so tired which you certainly don’t need. You’ve said before that even sitting doing mental tasks can be very taxing with your condition so I hope this gets sorted out. It makes me realise that my fear of enforced ‘sitting doing nothing’ seems trivial in the grand scheme of what you have to endure. Good to get the covid vax updated. I’m quite sure that OH and I wouldn’t have succumbed had we been able to get ours when due last year.
LJ, good to get your news. I empathise with all you’re going through with your weight up and down and applaud your efforts to get it back to where you want it. Your joints will love you. Here, I’m reading that food inflation is driving people to entertain more at home rather than eating out (hard to believe when you see the number of people dining everywhere, see below) but if that trend makes its way to Oz, you might have a better chance of healthier food choices at social gatherings.
Thank you for your good wishes for my foot surgery. I’ve prepared food as far as my mini freezer allows. Each day of cooking this past week saw one double portion for the freezer including the FD meals. I have a spreadsheet for each of the fourteen meals (yep, I am pretty militant). My OH can actually cook but he is SO messy you can’t believe it plus he can never ‘see’ anything despite my amazing, explicit instructions describing an item’s exact location and on which shelf it resides. How can you lose something in a fridge this small? I dread this part more than the surgery! I will have to get over it and resist the urge to jump up and do everything. My foot’s successful recovery depends on it so I must learn this new skill. As for my waist line, I’m thinking a small bowl for each dinner to remind me to reduce portion sizes.
I had great fun devising my surgery ‘play list’. I went for upbeat songs, not relaxation. It kicks off with Wizzard’s ‘See My Baby Jive’ and contains Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody’ and Talking Heads’ ‘And She Was’ among other nutty choices. I’ll be using OH’s noise cancelling headphones which I hope will eliminate the sawing, cutting and screwing noises at the other end. If I start singing along, that Podiatrist will seriously regret inviting me to bring music. Still can’t believe this brutal thing is done under a ‘local’.
Yesterday’s visa thingy went well with OH duly re-fingerprinted, photos taken and our uploaded documents confirmed to be in acceptable order. Before leaving Oz, I won a weekend away in Nottingham in one of those ’25 words or less’ competitions, part of which was a £100 voucher to a restaurant called, Bill’s. It was fabulous. So we returned yesterday (3.5 years later) for lunch. It was delicious, expensive and calorific (haloumi). What struck me was that it was packed – with many of the patrons being small children. How do young families afford this? OH likes to recount how he was about 13 years old before dining out for the first time!
CalifD, are you reading? I’ve been thinking of you. My (former) step-mother has been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. It was no surprise to me or DD but the formal diagnosis makes me feel so sorry for her husband. He spent much of his life caring for his mother which probably prevented him from having a family and now faces this. DD was the last of us to see them and found it mentally exhausting. She and I were never close but I do like him very much, he’s so caring and loyal so I do hope he seeks support. I wonder how you and DS are coping. Is your OH doing OK just now? Do you get some time just for yourselves? And how is the parrot?
Intesha, if you’re reading, have you found a new and wonderful place to live? And cut back on your visits to your dad as planned?
Ok all, it’s my last day of walking about normally so I must crack on. FD today. Hoping to undo the grilled haloumi damage.
9:19 am
12 Apr 23