Missing Memory

Yay I have managed to get in. This has been fun adventure just to write to you. Due to my awful memory I had forgotten my password. So I requested the email thingy that either gives you a new password or it gives you a special link so you can make a password up yourself. It said if after fifteen minutes you still have not received your email please contact "Blogger Support", so I clicked the link to do so after waiting twenty minutes. They wanted me to sign in to contact them, I almost screamed, the only reason I was wanting to contact them was because I had forgotten my password and couldn't sign in !!! So again I requested this email and while I was waiting had a shower, a cup off coffee and a couple of biscuits, and still no email arrived. Grrrrr. So I tried a third time and still no email. For some crazy reason I finally remembered my password, so now I am in and I am writing (phew). A message to my fellow bloggers, don't forget your password, email yourself it, write it in six foot letters on your bedroom wall, tattoo it to yourself, do what ever it takes to remember the password, save yourself from the insane stress I went through just to write in here !

This week seemed so very busy although not much got achieved. I went to visit my grandmother for her birthday, due to her failing mobility and me pushing myself too far the day before we stayed in. It was still a very enjoyable day though, just nattering and drinking to much tea and coffee. Her heating as usual was on super hot, so fatigue soon hit in, and I spent half the time like a zombie, going outside to smoke far to often just to cool down and remove some of the cotton wall that was beginning to fill my head.

Now it feels like my body has gone on three vocations. My legs have gone somewhere cold, like the antarctic, my torso has gone somewhere hot like the equator. My head, especially my brain, has departed to space. Although I still consider today a good day as I have no aches or pains. The only thing that is reminding me that I am still here, that I am still alive is my bladder screaming at me every ten to fifteen minutes, pretending it is desperate for a pee, yet when I manage to wobble to the toilet it refuses to do anything. It is so very annoying as the effort of going to the toilet is like an able bodied person doing a hundred press ups (I would have thought). Got it all sorted now though, I have discovered if I sit there long enough something, how ever small, happens, so I have a book in there. It is a three hundred page book and I am already half way through it. OK enough about my toilet experience.

I went to see my neurologist this week, my regular one is on holiday, no doubt somewhere nice and warm, so I saw the locum. After embarrassing the poor man, we seemed to get along OK. I was amazed at how fast he was with that annoying little hammer to test my reflexes, I have never seen someone use it so fast and skilled !!! He concluded that my central nervous system (CNS) is not as good as it is meant to be (no s**t) but he is pleased that it is no worse than my notes suggested it was before. So I don't have to go back for another six months unless I want to go back any earlier. :-D

Right now I am off for a nice warm mug off coffee and something to eat. Have a great week and good health.