Self-pity warning! Things are getting away from me and I hope, by getting this out of my head (and I’ve thought long and hard over whether I should post this, the emotional cost of which has been pretty high, and scary), I can regain some control. Or, at least, a semblance thereof, because if things don’t change for the better, I’m screwed.
I don’t normally do self-pity – I just thought I’d get in with it first!
To show you one of the things that is blighting my life, I was going to leave this completely uncorrected but, by the end of the first page (there are 6 in total, plus the image), there were so many errors I just couldn’t face it. And it was becoming unintelligible. Which is why it’s taken 3 days to write just under 2,300 words.
So, anyway, I went for a walk the other day. Not a Continue reading
And both are yours truly…
I make this a hell of a lot, a veggie friend is quite fond of it too, but it’s one of those recipes that exists only in my head. Not necessarily a bad thing – that’s where the vast majority of my recipes live – and only about 70 or 80 have ever been written down.
And when I say “my recipes” that’s exactly what I mean though, admittedly, outside the overhyped world of Continue reading
A slow cooker should be a Spoonie’s best friend, especially as many Spoonies are on benefits and need to economise – they’re cheap to run** (and can be cheap to buy if you shop around***). However, they have a major design fault – they’re heavy buggers!
**Current models are nowhere near as economical as the early ones, as the low power, a few years ago, was deemed Continue reading
When the Tissue Viability guy was here a couple of weeks ago, he recommended a way to go and, next nurse visit, as I’ve mentioned here, a pushy nurse tried to over-rule him and go with something different. I slapped her down (only metaphorically, don’t panic), and we carried on as suggested.
Last Friday I was persuaded to try Continue reading
Almost inevitably, given its scope, a few items were omitted from the original post. You could be forgiven, for example, for assuming that I never bake.
While it’s true that, as with cooking, I’m not able to do it as much as I’d like, I do bake – I make my own bread, not all of it but enough to break the monotony of shop-bought, and my heavily-fruited cake, massively over-burdened with glacé cherries, and made with organic white bread flour, is a thing of wonder (seriously – the damn thing is almost Continue reading
I can understand people not wanting to vote Labour – while Ed’s in charge I don’t want to, but I will – but the sheer wrong-headed stupidity of those who think not voting, or spoiling their ballot paper, will, in some magical way, punish the Tories (or possibly Labour – I’m not entirely sure what the logic is, if there’s any logic at all), displays a terrifying lack of political acumen. Voting for parties who have no chance of winning the election is no different to not voting/spoiling the ballot paper.
A general election is not the time for Continue reading
I’ve just had an email from the labour Party, over Andy Burnham’s name, soliciting my support to defend the NHS against Cameron. I followed the online process to the bitter end, only to find that as I’m too ill to physically take part, and too skint to donate, I’m effectively dismissed as useless.
Feeling slightly peeved at this, I replied to the email. This is what I said;- Continue reading
And if you don’t know what a Spoonie is, especially if you are chronically sick and disabled, then read The Spoon Theory now.
Yesterday, I renewed my stock of clarified butter by, erm, clarifying a kilo of French President-brand butter. A lot of people don’t like French butter’s often pronounced cheesy taste and smell, but I do, especially as so much British and New Zealand butter is so bland. President isn’t as good as Continue reading
While I’m typing this I’m also clarifying a kilo of butter, so if I disappear from time to time, that’s where I’ve gone.
Some years ago a veggie friend was given a huge amount of runner beans. Not being one of nature’s cooks, she passed them on to me. I made a casserole with them, and passed a few portions back. This went on for a while, and then supplies dried up.
Then we got to talking about it, recently, and I realised I no longer had a copy of the recipe – odd as I have my own recipes going back to Continue reading
As I said a few days ago, in this post, I intended to take issue with the nurses – especially the staff nurse – over their iffy hygiene. So, on Monday, I did.
There were actually two problems, one hygiene-related and this one, which is just dumb.
By early evening, last Friday, the dressing that had been changed in the morning was causing so much pain I had to remove it. The problem was that the Aquacel pad had been folded as it was too big and no-one had any sterile scissors. Why nurses would be without sterile scissors, or why they couldn’t have done Continue reading