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Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 13 Nov 2019 01:03

Thanks, Larry, it is such a ridiculous and annoying domestic accident and fortunately not a serious one. It doesn't happen often, years since the last time, but it is always when I am tired or stressed, and cutting onions. I think the onions are a part of it, as they make my eyes water and hurt, and voilà! Concentration is disrupted, eyes are blurry, a slip of the knife and the tip of the right thumb is hurt. I keep a box of bandages in one of the kitchen drawers for emergencies such as this - not in the knife drawer, though!

Making fun of it helps ease the irritation of it happening.

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 12 Nov 2019 11:47

Addendum to previous post: this is the Inspirations place, take previous in that vein.

Thank you very much, good night to all, mind the cutting edge of knives and onions.

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 12 Nov 2019 11:44

No need for more canines here,
one is enough,
Take it out to run etc,
And ruff, ruff, ruff

Using a keyboard is hampered by a clumsily bandaged thumb,
The knife used to cut onions slipped, the cut was done,
No, I did not cut myself, as the question was put,
Fatigue and exhaustion were readily at hand
They combined to be efficient, and cripes,
The slice was done


Tis true.

Instead of bleedin' over all the bleedin' space,
There be a thick clumsy bandage, staunching the wound
Creating a think carapace
It doesn't hurt as much now
This is good, as we know
But geez, don't ask me to squeeze any lemons
That would hurt like a son of a bitch
And it totally messes with this bit of pathetic doggerel
Which ties back to the first line,

No extra canines or doggies, please
They'd make things even more inane,
We're fine as we are,
And now shall remain.

Thank you, thank you, thank you all so much for your applause and appreciation, no, it's too much.

Wait! Stop! Don't throw shoes and bricks, I SAID it was too much, all right already!

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Topic: The Random Blurt Thread
Posted: 11 Nov 2019 06:34


Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 09 Nov 2019 05:52

Elizabeth, if the tea is loose leaf, could you get filter tea bags, make up a bunch of them, and donate the tea to a food bank, if such exists where you live? Or donate the tin as is, to a food bank or a church group?

That is very lovely that two strangers paid for your anniversary dinner. The generosity and kind hearts of those who do such acts is wonderful.

As for me, after years, decades, of holding doors open, giving my seat on the bus or tram to people of a certain age or a pregnant woman, or woman with small children, well! A young woman offered her seat to me the other day, on a crowded tram. THAT is a first for me! I declined the offer, but thought it was very kind of her.

Thank you again to all who have asked about Himself, I can safely say that he is getting better although he needs to rest and take it easy, no going to the gym for example, before the end of the month. It isn't raining, so he can get outside and go for short walks, and the stairs no longer wind him. The doctor authorised him to get the flu shot in two weeks time, thank goodness, because the flu season hasn't hit yet, and he is still somewhat weak from the pneumonia, so he would be even more vulnerable.

Topic: Disease and Prevention
Posted: 08 Nov 2019 10:23

Seconding what the Magnificent one said, thank you, Keith. Those who actively campaign AGAINST vaccination, based on lies, false news stories and social media propaganda which they propagate are infuriating, and they are close to being criminally responsible.

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 03 Nov 2019 06:08

Ah, the time change fall back an hour challenge! We did that a week ago, and it was not too difficult. Since I sleep badly with stretches of being awake in the wee hours, I was able to recuperate that tricky time slip to my advantage. Plus, last Sunday was glorious, sunny and mild and I got out for several hours in the morning to walk by the river and do some pinhole photography. Today is a swift and total turn around from last weekend, with heavy rains, wind, dark lowering skies. Clearly, the autumn has shifted from the golden, luxurious sort, to the inward turning dark days.

I'll have tea with you, Scott, I have a thermos of Assam Mangalam and am happy to share it.

Thank you, Cynthia, for your kind words, it is a real relief the antibiotics are working. He's still very tired and low on energy and gets winded easily, even the two flights of stairs to our floor knock him back a bit. He has been making noises about going out to the store, which is quite close by but far enough that he isn't up for it. I told him if he tried it I would hide all his shoes. Anything that is needed, I can get.

Your Christmas beading projects sound interesting, are you doing needle beading, or frame beading or another technique?

Enjoy the play, Larry, glad to hear your weather should be all right.

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 02 Nov 2019 07:22

It's mid-afternoon tea for me at the moment, on a rainy and cooler Saturday. The morning was spent running around, literally, from one place to another - organic farmer's market, department store for a sweater, bookstore, and so on and so on.

Among other items, there's a 5 litre cubitainer of really excellent apple juice from local fruit producers. I'll leave it near the on-tap ginger ale Scott set up. Himself, still sick, discovered that a half-and-half of apple juice and ginger ale is quite to his liking, so help yourselves if that sounds good.

Thank you all for the get well wishes, they are much appreciated. His recovery is going to be slow and long as our family doctor has diagnosed not bronchitis but pneumonia, which is what we both suspected in the first place. This far into the antibiotics he is less worse than he was, and finally no fever, so that is encouraging and a relief.

Sara I hope you are feeling better than you were, and Gil, you too.

Work well on your texts, Larry, and I hope the wee doggo is not too lethargical after his reaction to the shot.

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 28 Oct 2019 04:05

Thanks all for the good wishes. Larry, it is really frightening. I filled the prescription for antibiotics and other medication this morning, so he is just starting to counter attack the bacteria. Nevertheless he is still running a fever and is weak and tired and miserable - who wouldn't be?

Sarah, I hope you get better quickly. There is plenty of ginger-ale and crackers here, that is such a basic sick-room necessity. I also prepare a thermos of honey, lemon and grated ginger steeped in hot water for sipping on during the night. In spite of resistance from the (im)patient, he actually drinks it and admits that it helps.

I spent the morning vacuuming the radiators before we put the heat on, which we will do soon especially with someone being sick and running a fever, to try and get rid of as much dust as possible. They are open at the top and have ridges inside which just cumulate dust, and when the heat is turned on, the air gets that horrible, stale dusty smell to it. Plus, I am quite allergic to dust mites so once we have the heat running, my allergies worsen. Then later this week I'll get the flu vaccine.

Sorry everyone, I'm rambling all over the place here, mainly because I'm trying to keep all the balls up in the air, not forget any of them, and not drop any of them.

Scott, what are the chances of installing a ginger-ale barrel so it can be drawn like draft beer is? Because it is already in great demand, I suspect there will be a fair amount consumed.

Right. Off to scrounge something for lunch, wake the patient up in 45 minutes for his next round of medication, and feed the neighbours cat.

talk to you all later, stay warm and healthy!

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 27 Oct 2019 13:46

Well the past twelve days have been quite a ride, with himself coming down with the first cold of the season, not too bad and fairly innocuous.

Or so it seemed...

Until weird stuff happened eight days into it, extreme tiredness, muscle aches, fatigue, loss of appetite, fever.

Come on, loss of appetite? <img src="/images/emoticons/help.gif" alt="help"> Fever? <img src="/images/emoticons/help.gif" alt="help">

No I'm fine, no, I'm fine, cough, cough, cough, rinse, repeat...

With the FEVER, yes, fever, breaking last night so he was drenched. Awful.


No, I'm ok, not great, but it was - interruption for dreadful coughing fit - worse before - cough, cough, cough, trouble climbing stairs, gasp, wheeze, cough, no I'm not hungry but I'll be gasp, wheeze ok. Also the fever may have broken in the night but ahem! Was it over with?

Um, guess not...

So earlier tonight we took a taxi to the 7/7 24h walk in clinic because someone still had a 39C temperature for the third day in a row.

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Geez. Diagnosis? Bronchitis, antibiotics for six days as well as a solution to ease the coughing.

At least it is not pneumonia which we both suspected, still, bronchial infection ain't to be taken lightly especially for a person of his age, or any age for that matter.

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