A Word With Four NNNN's.

That was funny, just found a comment which puzzled me from Robert saying he assumed this post was seeking a word with 4 n's, and he promised he would search too.

When I published the comment I came into posts and the mystery was solved.

Had wanted to post a small post, but first wanted to see if it would still be Wewdnesday.

No it was already Thursday, forgot that I did not delete my test post which had nnnn in it.

Quite a laugh discovering the meaning of the comment.




Last night wanted to post that I had took two awards from Mrs Blogalot and have put them on my sidebar.

The intention is for anyone who likes them to take them and place on their blogs, these are no strings attached blog awards.

So feel free to take the Divine Blogger Award and the Rock Star Award, look forward to seeing them on lots of blogs.

It started off cloudy and grey day but now the cloud cover is a touch thinner and the sun is more in evidence.

Who knows by the time Mathilde gets here for my Thursday psyio 'torture' session the sky could be blue and cloudless and the sun shining.

Hope so as there are a few strawberries outside almost totally red, hope they go red before the first night frost happens here.

The sun is nearly got through the cloud layer so Mathilde must be close by, yes i can see blue sky.

This is getting very exciting looks like this afternoon will be sunny after all.

As soon as Mathilde has been Richie will get me out of bed and shower me and I will be ready to sit up in the wheelchair.

Sunshine yippee I intend to really enjoy this afternoon.

Hope that it is a good day for everyone.

The Importance of Being.

Wild Mushrooms.


Last night ate a couple of space chocolates Richie had made for me, very good chocolates but did not feel totally reassured that they would get me off to sleep.

This was because Richie had showed me a big new pile of post and added to the pile that is already there for me to deal with, could feel myself getting very tense.

Think showing me the post just before we went to sleep was not a good idea, hope we can eat and then deal with them as I am sure its fear of the unknown that is getting me in a right old state.

Until I see the post I shall be having all sorts of thoughts which I am sure will not happen.

Think despite the cool weather I do need some air in the room as it feels very stuffy in here.

The dogs came in all damp from the rain and have filled the room with aroma of wet dog, wet and not so happy dogs.

Going around the block in the rain is horrid, going to the park in rain; even pouring rain is glorious fun.

Funny wee dogs, our first dog Daisy was like that too, if anything even more of a princess.

She hated it raining when she went round the block and would take ages to find somewhere dry so she could piss on.

A weird dog, our little princess Daisy.

She had alot of funny little ways, she would show her disapproval by sniffing, lots of different sniffs, and if I laughed she would pick Richie out as the culprit and glare at him.

If that set us both off and we both laughed she would do her Lady Bracknell (Importance of being Ernest by Oscar Wilde)impersonation and sniff very loudly and leave the room slowly and elegantly and leaving us in no doubt of the reason for her departure.

She was an incredible dog, if you said to her oh my poor darling Daisy aren't you so well today she would let her head hang down slightly and look like she had a very hard life.

Her whole body would change; before you said anything she would be standing full of vigour her coat gleaming.

And as soon as she started to play along her body would sag and her coat would not look as good, it would look a touch baggy and have no shine.

She would look like if she could talk she would tell you horrendous stories of hunger and fleeing from hostile enemies and escaping by sheer hard work and persistence on her part.

She was a wonderful brave heroine of a dog.

Looked like she took in washing to keep a family of 16 and the rest of the time she was washing floors, poor girl.

Daisy could go from happy to abysmally miserable in a second just by our suggestion, a wonderful dog.

It was very sad that she died in June 2006, on the Saturday she had a wonderful time in the park and came back very happy and immediately went out onto the b balcony with her treat, to show and bake in the sun.

She had a great day, the next day Sunday she was abit tired after Richie brought the dogs back from the park, but again took her treat out on to the balcony.

As she had water out there we did not see her again until near the end of the afternoon when she suddenly sounded in distress.

Her breathing was strange and difficult; she was gasping and looked in great pain as well as being extremely scared.

Richie gave her some painkillers that night, which seemed to do the trick as she was calmer and could eat her dinner and anything else that was on offer.

The next day Richie took her to the vets, who sent him to one with a scanner; this showed that her longs were totally full of tumours.

We very sadly arranged to take her to our vet, who already knew the test results, the next day.

Daisy was with us for one more day, where we both did our best not to show her how sad we were really feeling.

Richie had to carry her up and down the steps, two flights were too much, we had enough painkillers to take the pain away and give her a last good night with us.

She still could eat her treats and biscuits which we were very liberal with, the next day we took the tram, she moved very carefully.

We got to the vet’s and she was very happy to be there, and meet her friend Barbara, the wonderful vet and her assistant.

She even w anted her usual biscuit and after checking we wanted to go ahead Barbara gave Daisy the first injection while Richie held her in his arms.

She went off so quickly and then Barbara gave her the second injection and our beautiful Daisy was dead.

This was in the same week as my first MRI which did not make me optimistic that all would be well for me.

As it turned out despite my thinking on Daisy’s last night at home that I would not be alive for too much longer than Daisy, I am still alive and here and planning to be here for as long as possible.

We will always miss Daisy, she was an incredible dog, a lovely friend, we have so many wonderful stories we tell each other about her.

Telling stories is how we coped with our grief of missing her, that is I guess how we humans deal with life.

Story telling helps us to understand and they also help to remind us of friends who are no longer with us.

As long as we are remembered none of us will be dead, we will live on in stories and thoughts of those who are alive.





PS Will be sitting for 30 minutes later on.

Be Here and Now and Be Positive.

Psychedelic Mushrooms


Yesterday I finally sat for 30 minutes and did my leg exercises with the Motomed, it went very well.

Was quite tired afterwards and happy to be back in bed, we ate our dinner and relaxed watching TV.

Really nice and relaxed and ready to sleep when we discovered the bed would not go down flat so I could go to sleep.

Richie pressed the green button on the plug nothing and unplugged the plug, did both lots of times but nothing happened.

Started to feel very uncomfortable as the position was causing too much pressure on the back of my neck.

I was just saying we either call the emergency telephone number of the company the bed is from or I take a sleeping tablet.

At that moment the bed went down thanks to Richie not giving up and pressing the hand set for over ten minutes.

One more bag of thc and I went to sleep, the dogs managed to stay in the bedroom so we got woken up three times by Spike shaking himself, his ears sound like pistol; shots.

Luckily got back to sleep each time which was brilliant, think that was because I had finally sat in the chair.

Friday I had been too tired and Saturday we forgot and Sunday I did not want too do it, claimed it was too late.

So yesterday almost did not want to again but Richie persuaded me it was good if I did sit and it was good.

Even more aware that I will have to take it very slow and easy and take my time building up how long I can sit.

Now I have done it I feel confident and will sit everyday, feels good also deciding to go at my own pace with no deadlines to worry me.

Not having sat until yesterday had upset me quite abit, realised that this morning after a good night sleep, that it had stopped me from sleeping.

Thursday night I had no problem sleeping but did have a problem Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

Have to remember that this happens and make sure to make my good intentions reality before I start to critize myself and give my self confidence a knock.

Need to build myself up and not take myself down, really be here and now and be positive and then I can and will enjoy my life.

Taking it easy.

Was unsuccessful in getting off to sleep last night, woke poor Richie up, turned out it was 5.30 when I did.

After some THC went off to sleep and had a few hours, was woken by a dog barking and people talking outside.

Could not get back to sleep again, so heard all the street noises, like the glass container being emptied very noisily.

Then more loud conversations, the rain had obviously stopped and despite it being a cloudy day it was pleasant enough for people to hang outside.

I was not too pleased with the weather as I would have preferred gentle rain which would have put anyone off from being outside for longer than they needed to be there.

Felt abit mean for thinking that but after such a bad nights sleep it was understandable, well sort of.

Still made me feel like a curmudgeon, not my favourite way to feel, hated those thoughts, but could not change it.

Sleep was my goal and that eluded me.

Richie woke up around 11 and got me some THC, which brought the dogs in who were in good spirits.

When Richie drew back the curtains, the weather was cloudy and did not look like it would change today.

The dogs were no0t put off and played very energetically with Richie and as I had already done my arm exercises I put my arms back under the duvet and relaxed and kept warm.

It was 2 pm before I knew it, and Mathilde was here for my 30 minute exercise session, which also happened so quickly.

During the exercise session the clouds got thinner and the blue skies appeared and the sun was visibly shining.

Now it is 4.20 and the sun is starting to fade slightly, autumn is well and truly here now, the temperature is dropping daily.

I do not like the fact that summer is over and the days are shorter and the nights are darker, but on the other hand it is good that the season has changed.

There is no doubt that this is autumn, unlike previous years when it got wet but not obviously autumn.

Will be sitting in the chair in awhile, have decided that I am going to take it very easily getting used to sitting again.

Would love to go to the punk gig but have realised that 21 November is not enough time to get used to sitting without danger of reopening the wound.

Have found a gig by Biffy Clyro at the Melkweg at the beginning of December, think that this more likely concert for me to get to.

Saw Biffy Clyro on Later with Jools last month and liked them.

Well that is it for today; hope it has been a good day for everyone.

It's already 1 st November.

After all the activities of the week I am very slow today, luckily there were no loud parties last night to stop me sleeping.

It has been a peaceful day of visiting all the blogs that I follow, am almost too tired to write a post.

But just wanted to write a small post and tomorrow I will write more, have enjoyed visiting and reading other peoples posts.

It has been very good and very inspiring and thought provoking, some of the blogs I had not visited for sometime.

Sadly a few blogs have gone, will miss them.

It has been a cloudy, grey and rainy day here today.

Hope a fine Halloween weekend has been enjoyed by all.