Friday 12 March 2010

The holiday is just a memory now


An Island in Windermere, infested with cormorantsIce on Grizedale Tarn
Well,I have tried to upload some photos and succeeded, although they have published in the wrong order,and not all posted for some reason, perhaps I was over ambitious. I will try and upload at least one that I missed, but it may well end up at the top of this post as I still haven't quite worked out how to move the pics around

I have been taking the herbal sleeping tablets all this week, but have been having very vivid dreams, and Wednesday night woke 2 or 3 times with pounding heart.

 I had an appointment with the nurse yesterday, as the Doctor, who did my review, insisted I should have my home BP monitor checked to the surgery one. I walked down  to the surgery quite briskly, and it turned out that it was my favourite nurse, Hazel whom I have known for nearly 30 years. I can discuss any fears with her, and she is very sympathetic, so I can relax. It transpires that my machine reads about 10% higher than hers, so I blame the replacement cuff. She also saw the duty doctor, who arranged some sleeping tablets for me for 7 days.
However when I read the patient leaflet and the possible side effects I was put off.
I had made  a bolognese, but as I had quite naughtily been snacking, through tiredness, I gave myself a very small portion and skipped dessert. Husband suffered indigestion during the night so I felt guilty. I decided just to take some painkillers for a neck problem I have, I would have only taken half a sleeping tablet anyway. I slept really well, apart from when other half was rattling the Tums bottle.
Today I fell calm, my BP is normal and I spent the morning uploading pics. loading the washing machine, and making a Birthday card and a Mothering Sunday card. I walked down to town, posted the cards, went into M&S, and bought some cotton pyjamas, it's too early for my short sleeved ones, and too hot for my winter ones. I also bought the papers.
Mum In law's rector was on the radio today he has banned the Tai Chi group from the church hall and it hasn't gone down too well. Unfortunately she missed it. My sister from Brum rang and we chatted for over an hour, it must be a family trait, as my Dad was quite quiet, or perhaps it's just the women of the family. When I've finished this I must vacuum up the bits from the card making, and wave a duster around, might spray some polish too, always a good ploy if you want people to think you have been working ;o)

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