Sarah not happy :'( (by sarah)

We've just come back from a morning of drs appointments followed by hospital visit for x-rays - sigh. I think my body has a secret conspiricy to make my life stupid!

Ok - its not serious at least so I should be greatful. At the moment there are three senarios

1)It is something like I had in the pregnancy - hence x-rays but this is unlikely as the dr couldnt here and thing and I have no temperature or anything like that.

2)I have suddenly developed asthma at 25

3)My body is confussed becuase I have had the flue/chest infection that was bad but gone now leaving bruising and inflammation of my wind pipes. So my body would be trying to cough up irritation that is no longer there but in doing so cuases inflammation etc... which in turn agravates things.

Number three is the most likely - this is poo as it means there is no treatment and its up to my body to sort things out which is of course part of the problem 🙁 No antibiotics or antivirals will work as there is no infection. No cough mixture will work, but I shouldnt worry about the blood unless the amount of it I cough up increases - Oh and of course theres the whole weight lose thing - have I lost weight drastically recently = yes of course I have thats what I'm supposed to be doing!!!!

But your cloths arent suddenly hanging off of you are they?

Yes - cos I've gone down several dress sizes - I assumed it was the exercises I was doing 🙁 But it could apparently be to do with the cough.

So once again I await test results - once again it looks like I have something - minorally debillitating that is untreatable and once again it looks like its due the propensity of my stupid body to inflame things!

Lets see:

An inflamation disorder of some sort affects my digestive track Inflamation around my back injury is causing most of the pain and problems Cant remember which way round this goes but problems with immune system = swollen spleen or visa versa 🙁 And now breathing problems becuase of inflamation in me tubes 🙁

Great I knwo what this means - this means that I'm gonna get arthritis in the long run 🙁

Oh well no point worrying about it until the tests come back.

Sorry to be winging about the health issues once again - just a bit fed up.

Mew – ill again (by sarah)

Ok I managed to cough up blood yesturday which was not fun - so I have a Drs appointment for Tues though not with my Dr as she is fully booked until passed January though we have to phone at 8:30 tomorrow to see if there is a cancerlation we can take apparently.

Not good really.

Hope for the Future (by sarah)

I just thought I'd mention this as I thought it was rather sweet!

Today a little boy probably about 8 (well cub age...) came up to me and asked if I wanted his Happy Meal toy for my baby - I said she'd love it but didnt he want it - he said that he already had that toy and so did his sister so he had no use for it and thought the baby would like it. His mother seemed to be happy with this so I thanked him lots and let him give Jean the strange fog creature with teeth (I'm pretty sure frogs dont have teeth!).

He seemed really happy especially when Jean started playing with the thing - ok well she picked it up and flayaled it a bit.

Mulled Wine (by sarah)

Right - tis that time of year again!!!!

We are not having a specific week this year - mainly as we are stranded in Gloucestershire due to lack of money - ie we cant visit any of you - so we hope you will all come and visit us over this festive time!

In other words get your bums over here and enjoy our hospitallity and recieve your cards and gifts cos we have no money for posting (all presants and some cards are hand crafted!). We do however have left over wine from the christening - red wine, that is, and lots of oranges and apples and the like - throw in some spice (I could make some really bad Scifi puns here as we've just watched Dune but I wont I promise!) = Mulled wine.

We also have mince pies in the freezer, chocs and plenty of filter coffee and the like!

If you dont turn up we will have to hunt you down in the new year and make you stay with us - YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!

Please come and visit - we have a bed setee and a real fire place with real fire in - perfect for those roasted chestnuts - come stay for as long as you like - all we ask is that you tell us at least 1 hr before you arrive so that we can make sure the mulled wine is a heating!

Feel free to bring partners, friends etc...

I will endevour to email everyone - but this is me so - Ella, Becca and Charllee let the regulars know and I will endevour to be more organised than normal (HAHAHAHA).

Whoever controls the spice, controls the Empire.

The Curse again (by alaric)

Eargh.

I've been laid low with something flu-like the past two days, but that's not the problem at hand; it just adds a little extra horridness to it all.

Somebody wanted some information from Sarah before school time today, and since it was late last night when Sarah had the information, we decided to ring at eight in the morning to pass it on rather than eleven thirty at night, since they might already be sleeping.

So I set the alarm for eight, and had my phone to hand (with the number in). And went to sleep. I was woken by the alarm, turned it off, then found to my annoyance that the clock said eight twenty - I'd slept through twenty minutes of alarm, mainly thanks to only having gotten to sleep around one o'clock and being ill, so I poked Sarah awake, handed her the phone, and she left an answerphone message - at the time, I though this meant the whole family had probably already left and we were too late. Afterwards, we drifted back into our troubled sleeps.

I then naturally awoke at half past nine (since I work from home, my normal routine is to wake up at nine, to start work at ten).

So, imagine my surprise when I found I had a voicemail message from this person, rather annoyed that we'd woken them up by ringing at twenty past five that morning...

I still don't know how this happened. I distinctly remember turning the alarm off, and seeing it was twenty past eight before waking Sarah to make the phone call.

This suggests three possibilities:

1. My alarm clock played a mean and nasty trick on me. It shifted three hours ahead in the night, then shifted three hours back before I woke again. (Yes, the alarm was set for eight, not five; I'd not slipped up in setting the alarm or anything simple like that, and the alarm clock's time does currently match what my watch, wall clock, and NTP-synched computers say). Which is actually possible, since it does synchronise to the MSF time signal; perhaps it received a corrupted time signal, but then reset itself when it received a non-corrupted one later.
2. I dreampt of the alarm clock going off and me stopping it, and woke naturally from this, then saw the ...:20 on the clock face and thought it was 8:20 because that's what I was expecting (and 8 and 5 look similar on a seven-segment display)
3. The Painswick telephone exchange is using Time loop logic as part of an experimental new generation of infinite-bandwidth broadband connection.

I suspect (1) is the most likely. But either way, it's incredibly depressing.