The nicest thing happened to me on Sunday. I was at the Brighton Car Boot Sale with one of my BBFs, sitting in the sunshine with a cup of tea and a bacon sarnie. Bliss. Then my phone rang and it was Daughter, calling to wish me a Happy Father's Day! What she said was "I was wondering whether to ring you or Dad, but it was no contest really, since you did both jobs." Well, in my current wobbly state this brought tears behind the sunglasses. How lovely. It really was the sweetest thing to have done - and so thoughtful.
Yesterday the local paper was bursting with headlines about car-booters being targetted by clampers locally. Apparently these low-lifes had gone to Lewes Car Boot on Sunday, knowing that it's frequented by bargain-hunters, pensioners and the like, and had had a field day clamping all their cars. There was a near riot, the clampers had their tyres slashed, and the police were called. What did they do? Precisely nothing. They told the sobbing pensioners, and all the other victims, that they would have to pay up, to the tune of £120 each, to get their cars un-clamped. I'm sorry, but I think they could have done something. They could have told the profiteering clampers to sod off. What is the effing world coming to?
Today I had my second Shiatsu Massage and it was different from last week's in that she worked on different areas of the body. I was a lot less tender to the touch. And I was able to report that the pains in the shoulders and the ringing in the ears were much reduced since last week. Debbie asked me lots more questions, some of which I couldn't answer, and some of which reduced me to tears. This was apparently a good thing - a sign of progress - and it was somehow quite comfortable, and comforting, to be sobbing into her tissues. At the end of the session she did give me some more homework to do this week. The trouble is, with this short-term memory loss, I can't remember what it was...
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Hmmm - thinking here. I'm very glad the massage is helping. I do have a thought tho. If you are taking medication - which I believe with my rotten memory that you are - then do a google on each drug and read all the side affects. Might be something in there for the ringing as well. Just a small thought.
Now - what a lovely daughter you have. Just lovely!! I would have cried too!
I'm not sure if I can have anyone besides The Man give me a massage. I get all squirmy at the thought of someone touching me. I'm glad it's good for you though.
check out http://www.medbroadcast.com/ for your drugs while you are looking after you.
Glad that you are being good to yourself Margot, keep up the good work. I remember I suffered from insomnia during the menopause. My friend bought me a couple sessions with a reflexologist for my birthday beause she said it helped her insomnia. I was very sceptical. The lady asked lots of questions and filled out a form. The second week she asked me if I had felt any better and I said I hadn't. She asked how I was sleeping. I said "I'm sleeping fine thank you". She said "but wasn't that why you came to me?" Dohh! Just proves it works even if you are determined that it won't work.
Hi aims, and thanks for your visit. No, actually, I'm not taking any drugs at all (unless you count the odd glass of wine). So hopefully the Floradix won't conflict with anything. And I really am noticing a difference - feeling better, slowly. M :-)
Hi RAC, that is really quite funny - I can imagine your expression when she said that! What a good presie that was though.
Being good to myself isn't easy - I'm doing it, but feeling a bit of a wimp!! Silly really. M :-)
Margot, but I'll bet you still remember the 'new; places where she touched you, eh? I know you of old. ;-)
Has the short-term memory loss progressed into 'can't string two sentences together' yet?!!
Billy, you are so naughty - incorrigible. I'll have you know that it was a perfectly innocent experience. M :-)
Hi Jackie - well er..um what was the question again? M :-)
What a fab daughter, you obviously did a great job..and your grandson is gorgeous.
Hi there Frog, how lovely of you to visit. Yes, I do have a fab Daughter, and my Grandson is positively edible. Thanks for your comments. M xx.
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