Good News.

Slept very well last night but then something woke me up again, luckily Richie got up at that moment, so I could ask him for some THC which got me back off to sleep again.

A gorgeous sunny Thursday, well it was briefly when my visitor Anne was here just after 2 pm, but by the time Mathilda arrived at 3 pm, the sun was gone and the snow clouds were back.

It is very cold, with a very nasty east wind straight from Siberia and the roads are icy and extremely slippery.

Still the weather is not a problem for me, not until I can sit again, then I shall have to build up the time that I can sit in my wheelchair before I can even think of going outside again.

Had some good news today, finally got the call that I have been expecting since the beginning of the year.

It was to tell me that I have been given an extension of my carer’s allowance for two years, what a relief, now I know that I can pay Richie.

So that worry has gone now, feel very good about that, even snow clouds can’t take that away from me.

It was a horrible shock on 30 December, to discover that I should have requested the extension in October.

The letter telling me this, did not reach me until 30 December, not a nice discovery to make at the end of the year.

Tried to put it out if my mind, but surprise, surprise that was not easy to do, so it kept popping into my mind, generally just as I was drifting off to sleep.

Then I would be wide awake once more, usually with no chance of sleep for hours, have promised Richie when this happens to wake him for THC right away.

He is right it is better to wake him right away then we both have a chance for more undisturbed sleep, than if I lay awake for hours.

Recently I do call Richie quickly and once the THC does its bit I can sleep again, so can Richie reassured by my even breathing that I am sleeping.

Think that tonight I shall sleep well now I do not have to worry about the carer’s allowance anymore.

Happy days are indeed here again.

Deepest Winter Sunday in January 2010

Winter in Amsterdam.






Winter in Wales.

It is a freezing cold Sunday, Richie seems to have many layers in order to brave the north easterly wind that is coming here straight from Siberia.

It has been snowing for most of the day, which resulted in some happy snowballs being thrown up at the bookcase sculpture; that is mounted on the wall outside our bedroom window.

The books are all books written by local writers, some well known in the Netherlands, and the artwork was by a local artist.

Got too late again last night and to sleep even later, three times just as I was falling asleep Spike had to move, I did not get cross with him.

So anger did not flood my brain making sleep impossible.

But still it eluded me which was very sad indeed, especially as I have been sleeping so well recently, I think that I finally slept at 5 am and slept until 12.30.

Since then the afternoon has sped past and it is once again very dark and cold looking outside, almost glad I do not have to take the dogs out.

But then again think that I would love to say ‘oh I’ll go with the dogs this time’

Realising recently that our memories are a great resource, sometimes I realise that depite a clear memory of a place, I have not been out and about for ages.

Yet my visual memory is extremely accurate, it can never be as good as those that are topped up daily at the source.