Friday 4 January Ramble
January 4, 2013 — HeadlessNo Man Is An Island – John Donne
No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend’s were.
Each man’s death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
I woke up, lifted my arms, I moved my knees, I turned my neck, everything made the same noise; Crrrraaaaaccckkkk!!! ….I came to a conclusion. I’m not old I’m crispy!! 
Sorry – thought we could start a crappier day on a high note or a bit of a laugh anyway. Yep, sadly I wish I could say that I’ve had a brilliant sleep and woken feeling like a box of fluffies on top of the world, but the reality is that I have had a horrid sleep, been up since 4:15am and feel worse than I did yesterday in my head especially. Hence the tone for the day has been set very early.
Sorry – thought we could start a crappier day on a high note or a bit of a laugh anyway. Yep, sadly I wish I could say that I’ve had a brilliant sleep and woken feeling like a box of fluffies on top of the world, but the reality is that I have had a horrid sleep, been up since 4:15am and feel worse than I did yesterday in my head especially. Hence the tone for the day has been set very early.Woken early 1:30-2:30am due to burning up with stomach acid, and trying and taking all I can to get that under control. Head back to bed then and this is where it gets to be unfair, as I can’t lay down to sleep as body and head pain are too strong, and it hurts a hell of a lot to just sit up on the side of the bed. So really no escape either way. Pain killers taking a long time to do their thing too – ggrrrr!!! Hurting to walk as well and even the usual just standing leaning on the bench isn’t helping. Maybe I have reached a new level of pain and where I will find myself maybe sitting from now on. Though I really hope not. Take a dose of the magic drug and with tiredness and other drugs on board I think I have found a knockout mix. Next waking time is 6:15 in a hell of a hurry as tum on fire, and feeling like I’m having a heart attack. Get over the minor panic as I have had these sympthoms previously ( now there’s a surprise) about 3 years ago. Get up and head downstairs as I won’t be going back to bed for a few hours at the earliest as it takes a while for the meds to deal to this.
Consume 15 meds (pain killers and all the others I have to take to start the day anyway), Enos (anti-acid drink), teaspoon of baking soda desolved in warm water, and an anti acid tablet – phew!! So yep manage things well! Get the paper in (takes me nearly 10 minutes to walk to the end of the drive and back as my body pain is at nearly 9-10 and every step is excuritating to take. Have a read while waiting on the pains in different parts of me to subside. Have plenty of time to try to figure out what the bloody hell is happening to me as have already had 2 of my highest strength pain killers in an hour (which I am allowed to safely) and it is not making a dent in the pain really. I feel out of sorts again, as in the spinning hangover feeling again today, except it is worse. I’m not going to go to hospital!! I keep telling myself this and trying to stay positive that I can get through this latest bout and it will pass soon. But to be bloody ruthlessly honest, it is scary from the inside.
Muster up enough strength and energy to get ready for the day. Jono turns up to drop off a couple of parcels that were delivered at work for me. We have a cath up for a bit then he heads off to the office. Keep forgetting that it is a normal working day. Sue heads off to her Physio appointment for her back. It is getting better, but very slowly. I plod on doing circles around the house as best I can sucking up pain. This is going to be a very, very long day doing this circuit 
Nothing to report for the day otherwise, except that I did give in and have a sleep this arvo – only woke after (sorry gross) throwing up in my mouth and choking on it. Thankfully Jacob heard me and came to my rescue. All OK. Feeling crappy still even for the sleep and even more strange in the head (no comments)! Head off to the Bisley’s for a F&C dinner and a catch up. A good and fun way to end the week. Not a late night, walk home again, and settle in to do the blog and watch some TV. Hope all have had a fun day and not to busy. Have a great arvo, evening, morning, and take care.
Kia Kaha.
January 5, 2013 at 8:20 pm
Mate, feeling a bit guilty enjoying Central Otago heat whilst you having consecutive crappy days with those bloody mofos. Don’t forget we are with you always mate – here’s to a better day tomorrow !
Take care buddy
Greg
January 5, 2013 at 6:17 pm
I loved your quote on Thursday – “into the drug box like a robber’s dog”! Hadn’t heard that expression for years.
January 5, 2013 at 5:15 pm
Beautiful quote/poem today. One of Joe’s favourites also… in fact it is what he chose to read at Dad’s memorial service.
Sorry you had a rough day, and know we are thinking of you all, you’re definitely a tough pain tolerant cookie. Every time you mention F&C dinner I get homesick, just not something they do over here and I do so love a good F&C feed.
January 5, 2013 at 9:17 am
Your ‘No man is an island’ quote is one of my favourites and brought tears to my eyes – and you also should have beenan English teacher as you have an increasingly brilliant flow of words! And your wry humour is revealing.