Category Archives: Me, Myself and I
Not a Big Deal |
I should be sleeping. In 4 and a half hours Neil and I leave for the hospital. No. It’s not his heart operation it’s “only” the camera test to find out what they will be doing in his heart operation … Continue reading
Whinging
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I went to the doctor today. Nothing big happened but that is kind of the point. I am in the middle of my Hb1Ac and there is nothing the doctors can do for my Diabetes at the moment, I thought … Continue reading
A While Later…
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Yes, I am rubbish. I think about blogging, I open the blog, I click Add New Post and my mind goes blank. Rather like now. But the rather awesome Karl at Secondhand Tryptophan started blogging again after a break and … Continue reading
New Scary Words |
Okay so here’s what is going on. Eleven days ago Neil and I went to his yearly heart check-up. Neil has Marfan’s Syndrome which is a rare genetic disorder that affects the connective tissue. It effects about 5,000 people in … Continue reading
Enough Now |
So, I had the eye exam and I can tell you that they lied. Sting? Sting?! Fraking killed! My eyes felt like they were having acid poured in them but of course I am too bloody polite to say anything. … Continue reading
Eyes |
Okay so I am going to admit something about myself. I don’t like people touching my eyes, or going near my eyes or going near anyone else’s eyes. When I see people putting in contact lenses on TV it wigs … Continue reading
Over Emotional |
So the last two days have been great. No seriously. I have been having fun with Neil and reading loads and… What the hell is wrong with me? I should be having feelings of sunshine and rainbows but instead I … Continue reading
Restart |
Okay so after a fellow mad, but not exactly frequent, blogger actually posted something I thought it might be a good idea to put fingers to keyboard and let you know what was going on in my life in more … Continue reading
Unnecessary |
I feel… Angry. I feel… Upset. I feel… No this is ridiculous. I can’t ‘I feel’ statement my way through this. I know what is wrong. I’m tired. Yes I am writing this at 2.30 in the morning on my … Continue reading
