Good morning Michael and all GN's on a dark still morning in North Yorkshire. Been awake since about 4am, tried to get back to sleep but given up, and got up!
I thought the cellulitis in my leg was improving very slightly, but yesterday it was worse, more swollen, red and tight skin, and painful. As today is the last tablet of the prescription, which I have taken exactly as need to, and tried to keep my leg up etc etc., I shall have to have another trip to the doctors this morning, and ask for an emergency appointment. If I dont get more antibiotics and have it checked out as safe to carry on , I will end up with no medication over the weekend, all my good efforts going for nothing etc. It is a flipping hassle and besides being painful, I cant bend and get things from the floor etc , so extremely frustrating!
The most important reason is my favourite little show of all the year is on next wednesday. The wonderful Muker show, up swaledale. I have been going to it for many years, being part of it, with entries to the horticultural tent, the photos that my husband took and I did the captions etc etc. It has everything I love, the fell race, the sheepdogs, childrens fancy dress etc etc., Of course being a member of Swale singers, I also took part in the end singing, where the band come down to the Farmers Arms, and all the visitors come down and surround them, and we dish out the booklets, and sing all the wonderful hymns and songs and especially the beloved swaledale songs.
I love it for the show itself, the community that gives so much, and the wonderful memories of times passed, cakes baked, picnics eaten etc. Over all the years, the one hard thing for me is, however much I try to ignore it , I have to admit that I am becoming more disabled each year, and look back, from helping in small ways at the show, entering many competitions, singing with the choir and meeting many friends , who had had to move away for work or whatever but who faithfully come back for similar reasons and it is a great day. As the years went on, my husband was getting quite disabled, and had a blue badge, I used to do all the driving, packing up the picnic , putting all the chairs etc in. We then used to park in the disabled car park, and get out our folding chairs and got to "our " spot. We didnt need a marker , but knew just where to sit so that we could look down on the main ring, and could see the fell race up above etc. We could then have that as our base and go on excursions to the various tents and stalls. So here I am now, on my own physically, but my darling husband will be with me in spirit and so it is my major goal to get this wretched cellulitis sorted so that I can go and enjoy my wonderful day out. If any of you are ever in the dales at this time of year, Muker show is always the first wednesday in september. I will be there every year while I can get there, so who knows? We might have a GN get together ? That would be lovely!
Oh well yesterday, I was limping about, trying to get jobs done and being totally frustrated by my slowness , and inability to pick up things that I managed to chuck on the floor etc. It was market day, so a bit later I mounted the yellow peril and set off to do various jobs and go round the stalls etc. I was so slow that I actually went down to the fish and chip shop and had just a piece of fish for my lunch, while I was out. Sent a text to a friend to meet for coffee if she was free at Cafe Nero. I was there first, and made the most of the time, as I seemed to have got 3 different lists of things I needed to do, some of which were sorted , others waiting for later. So I was able to go through them and cross out stuff sorted and then remake the list in order of the way I would be passing the shops and stalls on my way home. Good to see Heather and catch up, but I could feel my leg hurting more and the skin feeling tighter, but was determined to go to whist last night.
So got home and sorted and off to whist. A good crowd there, but my leg was really painful, getting worse during the evening, and although I enjoyed the people and catching up on local news, I had a very rubbish night for the cards, won no prizes not even the raffle, and by the time I got home, I was in such pain, for once I went straight for some painkillers, and sat with my leg up and resting it. This was of course followed by very little sleep and here I am again.
Yesterday , there was a lot of programmes about Dolly Parton and much of her music played , so my whole day, I was singing along, and singing the ones I loved the most, so it was "Ear worms" as they say. I would be trying to concentrate on something and would then have in my head the various phrases so "9 to 5 what a way to make a living" would be interuppted with "my coat of many colours that my mammy made for me" and "dumb blonde" It was lovely to see that so many people not only loved her songs but recognised what a very clever and astute person she was and the goodness with which she tried to help others. Huh! lunatic orange Donald Trump was speaking about her, and I thought what a difference between them. How Dolly was a power for good and beloved by many; that her legacy will be still help for many with the money she donated. Compare that to Trump , his legacy of hoarded money for him, himself , and his family, and looking over his life, his selfishness , deliberate intention to set people against each other and his "bigly" stupidity will be all people can see of his life.
Ah well I need to gird up my loins for a shower , hairwash , and put on my mental armour, to face the doctors receptionist again. Mind you , she has met me now, and if she has any sense she will get me an appointment, without any stroppiness. Woe betide her today if she makes any hassle, beyond the already unwanted hassle of having to get another prescription etc. I am very tired, in a lot of pain, and fed up right now, so will be on a short fuse!!
Hope you enjoy your cycle race Mick and am rather envious of your downpour and thunder and lightening. Melanie I do hope you get better news on your DD soon. It doesnt matter how old they get, running families , jobs and lives efficiently, we never stop being "worried mum" do we? Do hope the antibiotics will have begun their good work, and when you see her it wont be any worse, even if it isnt much better.
Well I shall come back once I am cleaned up and at the ready , with my mental "suit of armour" before I get my lance ready for the joust with the receptionist and find out what everyone has been doing. Fingers crossed the cleaners will be here this pm, and so not only will the flat look better but all those irritating little things, like biros and buttons and important pieces of paper, that have all ended up on the floor and under chairs will be rescued for me.
Wishing you all a good day, with success at something planned. I shall report on the jousting later