I have literally only just realised that the kitchen stools I have been uncomfortably wriggling on for days whenever I was in the kitchen have a rather comfy back support on them 😀 It would be funnier still, if I hadn’t already got a bit of a sore back from literally just the last half hour!! In the kitchen hiding whilst everyone watches something noisy and action packed on tv… I went to watch Rogue One the other day on the big screen – 3D no less! – and whilst it was good and I got all super nerdtastic about it, (especially the Admiral!!!) I quite definitely haven’t got my new quota through yet for tv noise for this new year! Really not convinced about 3D either. Have been saying it for years… Nahhhhhh. Ahh the boys tell me it is a Mission Impossible film – I will stay where I am, with my cup of tea and my lack of conflicting loud noises and people (other than me, I allow myself to do it) talking over the film…
So shopping mission was Wednesday… Thursday a lass I have known since I was about 5, when we very very first moved to Scotland, came to visit me! We used to live two doors away from each other until I was about 11 and have been in touch a bit more recently, with her having been reading The Adventures of Death Toe when she is awake with her gorgeous little boys! She brought the smallest one for me to squish and I was honoured not only with a very sweet tempered little boy for a few hours – complete with gummy grins and a decent snuggle, but a proper hefty load of milky puke, which as we all know is how babies express their approval haha 😀 Also got the below as a pressie – thanks Kat haha – I am seriously sensing a theme lately with everyone’s presents and cards 😛 Have had to pause in construction, as I was clearly a bit over zealous with the stuffing and ran out before finishing his legs, let alone his head… I have epic amounts back down South though, so he will be finished!! It has been nice though recently being back in touch with a few people I haven’t seen or spoken to for a while 🙂 One of the more unexpected and loveliest things that has come out of keeping this blog and being in hospital!
Life thoroughly caught up with me by Friday. Not sure if it was sitting in the kitchen too long on Thursday and not leaning back on the seat – a childhood of parents telling me not to slouch has clearly had SOME impact haha – yes yes, I shall blame the parents 😛 But yep. Friday was probably the most sore my joints have been in a long time 😦 Didn’t do an awful lot apart from try on bras… and watch Harry Potter 😉
The epic mountain of bras that we cleared out of M&S in an armful, in a bid to minimise shopping time and energy the other day… I managed to whittle the pile of about 13 down to five! Apart from that, Dad and Little Broo went out somewhere and Mum and I had a truly delightful few hours watching more Harry Potter and eating turkey and chips. Or turkey salad… Can’t remember any longer, just know it will have involved turkey >.< I was in a pretty vile mood most of the day on Friday. Not AS bad yesterday. Vile again today (Sunday). I have been finding more and more that I have much lower tolerance for noise of pretty much any kind I was noticing it a lot in the hospital but had kind of assumed that was because of the weird and new kind of stress of being in a fishtank for eight weeks, with nosy irritating old ladies and zero personal space or privacy… It does definitely correspond with the particularly sore days – I basically get a bit flinchy if more than one person is talking at once, or there are too many people in the room… Or cutlery is making clattery noises… Or the tv is on and people are talking etc. etc. 😦 I have become a liability!!! A really cranky, horrible, grouchy version of Kath. I keep feeling bad and wanting to apologise and then someone irritates me again I should probably just stay away from humans.
Harry Potter audiobook on to try and calm my brain down – on The Chamber of Secrets at the moment and just realised quite how awful the voice Stephen Fry has for Hermione is Can’t do anything about it. What a pickle. I’ve got the Deathly Hallows parts one and two to go now in my marathon with Mum – had to abandon it today as boys kept coming in and TALKING DURING THE FILM…
The definite low point of Friday (aside from not being able to move very well and moving like I was made of what I was later describing to myself very carefully (morphine…) as concrete museli…?????) was The Mitten Incident. I had cracked on a few days ago and was finishing it off during yet more Harry Potter (film five I believe). First, I had cast off and was stitching up and realised I hadn’t left a thumbhole… Undid all the stitches, factored in a thumbhole, started stitching further down the side… and then realised that I had got a bit too premature in my panic and had put it at the wrong end; that being determined by the different edging I had cleverly assigned to the top and bottom. SO, the newly created gap was stitched shut and a new one created further down the edge. By this point, Mum was already smirking at me and I was growling. Then… I finished the mitten. I squeaked with glee and pulled both of them on… and realised that one arm was significantly colder than the other. I don’t know how the hell I managed it, but I have successfully made the new mitten six rows exactly longer than the first mitten. Given that this is now two perfectly finished and otherwise identical mittens, I am not mentally or physically capable of unravelling it to remedy the problem. So next time I order more yarn from the horribly expensive awesome yarn shop, I will get more and make a second longer mitten. The shorter one can become some kind of overly fancy phone sock… For which I will need to sew up the thumbhole!!! Mum thought this was all very amusing. I thought it was a very sad and painful ending to what had been a rather epic journey with the mittens, having started the first one in hospital and having been ever so proud of it. Pride comes before an unfortunate miscalculation!!!
I was also really not so great yesterday (Saturday), both joints AND Death Toe being a complete git. I had to do a dressing change, as I had put it off Friday due to being sore and wound up. For the sake of finding a good point in this, it did mean I could save it for Grandpa’s arrival, so he got to see the whole process, which he displayed an appropriate level of morbid curiosity for… He offered to help, but frankly help is a bit useless as it is quite definitely a one person job and I barely let the trained doctors and nurses touch it, let alone anyone else!! But aye. The inadine (brand name! – basically iodine on a gauze) dressing that gets wrapped around the join and most of the dead bit, keeps Death Toe dry and from becoming infected – or I imagine rotting or mouldy!!! For the dressing changes, less is definitely more and I basically just have to very gently wipe away any excess inadine, put a new bit around the join especially and then magically convince a new bit of foamy dressing pad to stay put whilst I then hypafix it in place. Once that bit is done I can take the gloves off and it gets a bit less fiddly, but trying to get the gauze to stay put under the foamy bit on Saturday was very challenging!! The live bits of toe at the boundary are also not enjoying the inadine and were all crusty and it is making a very odd edge where the dead part is pulling in and away from the live bit as it shrivels. Very slowly, but we do definitely have shrivelling!
Death Toe foot at the LAST dressing change was noticeably more swollen than the other – and I had also suspected it was for a while. It looked like it still had the same water retention problem going on and I did a test the last two days and didn’t use the Nitro-Dur patches (increases circulation locally) and it has worked instantly – swelling in the foot way way down and less painful in the rest of the foot. I have also found the same thing happened as occurred a week or so after the methylpred, when the original wack of water retention started to go down and got some AWESOME snake toe business 😀 Just the actual alive foot shrinking back down to normal I guess, but the top layer of skin on a few of my toes peeled off in the most amazingly satisfying sheets yesterday – yes that is unbelievably gross, but for all of you covert scab pickers out there, imagine the best scab ever!! Am listening to The Chamber of Secrets audiobook, got to the bit where they go into the chamber and the giant snake skin and it just reminded me 😀
It was New Years Eve yesterday anyway – started off the day with parents and Little Bro sorting out who was coming round for food and drinks… Laz (old school friend) said she could come over as well to drink tea with me 😀 Dad managed to get himself in super big trouble very early on in the day, for not recycling the food waste (I may have not helped matters at that point with a few snitches hehe) – he got a pre-party, mid-food prep glass of a nice whisky down him and got verrrrrry brave… He was also already in trouble for organising a very typically Scottish NYE house party and then making MORE SOUP rather than… Oh say… Any other job. This enraged Mum. I can fully understand why!!! We already have many many many loads of fresh soup from the past few days. So many more jobs needed to be done. Dad making more soup? Not so helpful Dad!
[Harry is SO SLOW at realising Tom Riddle is not his friend in the chamber… Bloody hell Harry, catch on!!!]
Anyway, yesterday eve was amusing. We had a houseful – all carefully vetted for illness beforehand!! Little Broo had a whole load of his school mates over, most of whom I have known for many years and watched grow from lovely little boys to hideously tall beer drinking giants, who think they are super witty. The food was ace – venison casserole! The ‘adults’ stayed in the other room out of the way and myself and Laz spent the majority of the evening drinking earl grey and ribena and supervising… Watching… Several rounds of increasingly weird games of circle of death and yeh… It started off weird before they even drank anything 😀 There was some fun whistling singing thing using cracker whistles as well. I completely by accident timed the drugs perfectly; realised at 8pm that that meant the next painkillers were gonna be midnight – childish maybe and obviously blah blah drugs are serious and should not be taken lightly blah blah… but my midnight toast for the New Year was 5ml of liquid morphine 😀 It gave everyone a bloody good chuckle and kept me on an even keel pain-wise 😉
Bit sad that my first non-drinking NYE in… ten years!! – happens to be the one that the parents produced the biggest bottle of gin I have ever seen 😦
One of the wonderful young gentlemen did a pretty piss poor effort at making a list of toe jokes… Essentially turned out to be words that can involve TOE in some capacity 😀 I promised to relate them and give him credit anyway, so here goes! Thanks Tom 😉 Never heard any of these before to be fair, so points for originality!!
TOEblerone… TOEfu… Whats the story in TOEbermory?… Sticky TOEfee pudding [we had some, it was awesome]… Whats your fave song from Annie? TOEmorrow… TOEmorrow… [full song ensued]…
Oh and not toe related, but a rather strange ‘which would you rather…’ game, that had what was possibly the BEST options ever 😀 ] “Which would you pick? For every baby you see to appear to you as a muffin? Or every time you sneeze you swap gender?” I was laughing so hard by this point I was leaning over the table for further support, as the fact I was sat down wasn’t sufficient.
I managed quite a late night anyway and had a lovely one, but a bloody weird one! Didn’t get moopy either; most of my bestest buddies were having a pretty insane party back down South – the pictures today have been very amusing 😀 – and I had wondered if I would miss it all a lot and get sad, but I survived 😉
[Bloody hell he still hasn’t figured out who Tom Riddle is!!!!]
I spent the last two New Year Eves with friends – at a farmhouse party which was AWESOME (I still remember the venison stew and dumplings!), back when I was first getting to know a lot of my current buddies – and then last year at a party in some woods in the middle of nowhere – by then I was already very much not a very well Kath and was sore as hell – I spent last 1st January absolutely crippled on the floor of a yurt, having got way too cold overnight and done way too much At least this year I have learned my limits a little better – although only relatively recently since hospital! Glad I didn’t get moopy anyway. That is a bit pointless and not a good way to begin a year 😉
I shall give the final word of 2016 (ish – of NYE-night at least) to Little Broo, addressing one of his oldest friends. Friend has known my Mum for a super long time. A few hours after midnight, when Mum was dispersing and saying her goodnights, he came out with the following:”Julie. You’re looking really trim right now. Its taken the alcohol to get it out of me……….”
Little Broo: “BE VERY VERY CAREFUL RIGHT NOW!”
He isn’t getting the overall final word though. I want that! I learned last night that sadly music is going to need to be avoided for quite a long time… I was sitting in the kitchen and some rather awful cd of ‘Boobs’ (Bublé) and Sinatra etc. was on and I started doing a sub-conscious toe wiggle… NOTE TO SELF: DO NOT TRY TO TOE WIGGLE TOES THAT ARE PARTIALLY DETACHED/DETACHING. I didn’t learn immediately either, I did it several times 😦 Funnily enough, although I am much much less sore today – joints as well as Death Toe- he is doing the odd very sudden sharp twinge, quite outside of his normal repertoire! I reckon he is having his revenge against being wiggled!! 😀 Little shit 😉
It was utterly delightful waking up without a hangover… I will say that for staying sober!! Had a little faff around with some new yarn… Not sure what to do with it yet, but it is called cupcake and it is beautiful!
Finished two new nanoblock models by the way (for all those I managed to get addicted 😀 ) – these two were very easy compared to Keith the Unicorn 😉 – meet Cyril and Francis respectively. Next up is a much larger model – some kind of fancy castle business!! Ahhh Harry Potter audiobook once again working to calm my brain down a bit out of grouch mode 😀 Reckon I can go brave human beings again for a few mins and say bye to Little Broo before he goes back down South… 😦