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Still Here….

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Val

OK, I don’t post much these days. I spend a lot of time (probably too much time) reading blogs, articles, Twitter and Facebook – I like keeping up with the news. And I haven’t much real work to get on with – heck, no paying work at all right now.
Plus my health ain’t that good. Last week, B was down with flu. I coped with looking after him, but ran myself into the ground; once he was on the road to recovery, over the weekend, I allowed myself to collapse and spend plenty of time in bed.
I think I may have fibromylagia; for years, I’ve been suffering on and off with extreme tiredness, aching, muscular pains and stiffness, lack of energy. That pretty well describes fibromylagia. It’s hard to say when it started, it sort of crept up under cover of all my other health problems – both angina and hypothyroidism make you tired and short of breath.
It was worse than usual over the weekend; finally realising that I really shouldn’t be feeling this bad all the time, I went googling. It seems there’s no real treatment, except to ease the symptoms and I’m already on daily paracetamol for the near-constant muscle aching (it was originally prescribed for my wonky knees). I’ll ask Doc G about it next time I see him for something.

But at least my brain is till working. In fact, I often wish I had the physical energy to match my mental energy. So many ideas, so much planned, but no bloody energy to carry them out. But while the grey matter is still functioning, I’ll still be here.
So, while I’m waiting for work to arrive, I’ll get on with (slowly) reorganising the Oakleaf Circle site, redesigning my main web site, redesigning this blog. I won’t be bored.

Plus, tonight I’m off to be in the audience at an election hustings in the village. It’s to be televised on BBC Scotland, so I’ll may have a chance to air our complaints about the dreadful NHS dentistry service in the county, and about the total balls-up of the Home Heating scheme that we’ve experienced.

(Oh yes, one last thing. Do NOT feel sorry for me. Pity is something I am violently allergic to.)

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