I say I’m busy every week but I really am!
Health: The good news is that I am getting a much better handle on what my body can cope with, what it can’t and how to manage the whole enchillada. The bad news is that I’m pushing myself. Some of that is intentional; some of it is not. And it’s incredibly difficult explaining to people still. My Dad and sister, for example, need music when they’re driving: I mostly prefer silence these days because of noise sensitivity issues. We had a six hour journey to Durham and back on Saturday so I endured six hours of music. And then pushed my body by watching Doctor Who. I had to spend all of Sunday in silence to counter the incipient migraine.
Family & Friends: Lots of friends and family this week. Caught up with my best friend via a long phone call. Made contact with a friend who’d just suffered a bereavement. Most importantly, we (meaning Dad, sis and I) took the cat’s ashes up to my mother’s grave and scattered them along with my Uncle.
Psychology: Shoved to the back burner last week but I’m bringing forward this as I have a lot of reading to do for the project!
Coaching business: Excitingly I’ve had more queries come in from the website which is great! More networking on Wednesday with a counselor but I really enjoyed that. Still, lots to do in terms of getting course material sorted. I also went on a first aid course on Thursday which was enlightening. CPR is very hard work!
Writing: Still writing although plans to do more SGU reviews fell by the wayside for a variety of reasons including my need for silence yesterday.
Most fun thing of the week: Actually the most enjoyable thing has been the writing this week.
Random thought of the week: The vacuum cleaner works much better now Dad has connected all the bits together correctly…
Yes, I’m really late for what really is last week’s entry.
Not much to report really as most of my week has been spent trying to get used to not having a cat around the house and trying to convince myself that I wanted to write an essay.
Needless to say it’s not been the most fun week ever.
So a strange, strange week.
Health: Tried new medication on Tuesday which had me nauseous, dizzy and feeling like the left side of my face was numb for the rest of the week so I’ve stopped taking it and will have to go back to the doctor.
Friends and family: Dad is in Strasbourg so I’ve had the house to myself and the cat. My best friend came over on Friday though and we had a nice night in; take-out, The A-Team movie and a chat about the various Stargate series along with catch-up on all the gossip.
Psychology: So all the dates are in my diary and I start studying next week. Mostly I learned last year it wasn’t a good idea to get too far ahead of the course (or at least that’s my excuse).
Coaching business: Well, things are happening and I start following up some leads on Monday.
Writing: Kind of went awry on the writing front after the medication debacle made my brain too fuzzy to think.
Most fun activity of the week: Friday night, of course. Nothing like catching up with a good friend.
Random thought of the week: Was anyone surprised by the split of Katie Price aka Jordan and latest hubby? Really?
So the bad news is that I’m on my final assignment for my last module of this year and it sucks. Majorly sucks. I think I’m all assignment fatigued because I just can’t get my head around it.
The good news is that Masterchef Australia is back! Yay!
The monster is posted. And I’m no longer thinking about it until the result. Like the last exam, I kind of feel that while it wasn’t 100% what I wanted to do with it, I did the best I could in the time I had.
On a different note, I got woken up this morning (1am to be exact) by a police patrol stopping two teenage lads just outside our front door. Apparently, one of the neighbours at the back (which is the front of the estate) had called the police to report suspicious behaviour and possible car theft attempts. The police duly turned up and found these lads loitering about the estate and so formally stopped and searched them.
“Do whatever you want, mate.”
I think was response of Teenage Lad 2 to the police officer; Teenage Lad 1 was being the sulky silent one.
Half an hour, and two more patrol cars and a transport van later, the police decided to let them go on presumably lack of evidence and any other reason to detain them.
“Straight home,” said the policeman sternly.
The lads, who had a small bike, cycled off. The transport van left. Patrol car 1 left. Patrol car driver 3 proceeded to given patrol car driver 2 a lesson in how not to park when cornering possible suspects. (It’s now 2amish).
Finally they all leave.
I did think about poking my head out of the window and asking them to take it elsewhere (they were disturbing the peace) but thought possibly best not to. Still, my very own Police! Action! show so can’t really complain.
And on a rather obscure but personally relevant note: apparently, apologising to the universe for not taking it seriously gets results.
They do warn you in Chronic Fatigue support not to go boom and bust, and admittedly today I think I may not have been quite subscribing to the idea of pacing.
If yesterday was nothing then I have packed if not quite everything, a LOT into today; washing the spare bed linen, making dinner for my aunt, uncle and cousin plus father who only sprung this on me yesterday, finishing the monster assignment (all I have to do is sense check it tomorrow, print copies, and send the thing), doing my Wii (up to 330 on the left-handed tennis now) and I did also manage some email this morning. (Not to mention of course this blog tonight).
I think, barring the assignment printing and posting which is an absolute must do, I need to rest up tomorrow. More nothing instead of everything.
Again, with the monster report. While I was hoping to have this posted today I now have a draft I’m 90% happy with. I’m going to leave it until Monday and then spend a couple more hours just backtracking through, making sure the references are OK and polishing up the analysis and discussion which need a little more tightening.
I’m quite proud that I’ve managed that while having major dizzy spells throughout the day. I think they may have been caused by blood pressure (normally very low) skyrocketing after a run-in with a spider last night. It was huge and on the bedroom curtain. I tried to grab, it headed for the inside of the curtain. I foolishly shook the curtain. It fell on the floor and ran under the bed. I have a huge bed – hotel room queen size luxury that always makes people’s eyes pop out when they see it (especially as I’m tiny but then I do share with the cat). The bed can’t be moved easily (and by me not at all) and apparently none of the hoover attachments reach under the minimal space. The cat was useless and only succeeded in scaring me stupid when I went into brush my teeth and he decided to walk into the bathroom unexpectedly. There may have been a scream. Hence I spent all night sleeping, aware that I was sleeping and that a spider could walk over me at any moment. It’s not a good way to sleep. Dizzy spells are probably not all that surprising considering.
My Dad was worried enough to offer me tomato soup for lunch but after I pointed out to him that I have dizzy spells all the time when he’s not here, his worry was apparently alleviated enough to spend the night in Windermere. Contrarily I’m annoyed because – hey – I’m having dizzy spells and just because I have them when he’s not here, it doesn’t mean that he should have left me alone with my dizzy spells when he is actually in the country. Ah well.