G'day, people.
Linda, I'm sorry you're having trouble sleeping. I hate colds like that. I have some peppermints beside the bed, I **** on one to clear my head if my sinuses are congested. I also swear by the other 'magic' treatment, Tiger Balm. Of course, I have to be careful about putting it on my skin, but I'll happily smear it on my PJs.
That painting table looks great! Just what you need.
Sharon/LDM, such wild variation in temperatures - weird! Snow, then heatwave, then snow!!? Enjoy seeing Superstar. That film was made quite a while ago - hope Jesus isn't in a walking frame! I remember seeing the first stage production in Sydney back in the 70s, before radio mikes. They had choreographed in throwing the microphones to one another across the stage, and somehow not getting all those leads tangled. Quite a logistics exercise.
Sharon/WO, so sad about difficult child feeling like everyone teases him - of course kids don't necessarily play well, how else can they get good unless they practice? It's not fair of kids to make him miserable just because he needs more practice. I hope he can find ways to not let it upset him so much.
I'm glad you're feeling better, the antibiotics must be doing something. The heat would have helped because by dilating the blood vessels in te area of the infection, it makes it easier for the antibiotics to get to where they're gonig to do their job.
It's been a helluva day today. I left early to see the rheumatologist. Turned out I got the day wrong, but I double-checked my diary, I think the receptionist goofed when she made the appointment. But they squeezed me in anyway, thank goodness. But I had to wait a lot longer of course, which ate into my plans. Outcome of the appointment - this doctor who I suspect only put me on prednisone so he could make sure he had really tried absolutely everything, but expected it to not work, got a big surprise when I said not only did it work, I've actually been able to cut back my pain relief. So he's put me back on the prednisone for a month, then we'll have another look. He can't understand it - all my tests are negative for rheumatoid arthritis, he says, but the response indicates that yes, it's rheumatoid.
Then mother in law & I hit the mall to get shopping done before our GP appointment. I was in a lot of pain so I put as high priority, getting the prednisone script filled so I could go back on it right away. We were running late so I had to skip the rest of my shopping. We got to the GP to find she was running an hour late because there had been an emergency. We waited, but finally had to leave without seeing her because we had to allow at least an hour to drive across Sydney for the funeral - mother in law's sister in law. Thankfully we got there with 15 minutes to spare. Weird weather - I'd worn a sleevless dress rather than my heavier trousers, because the day was expected to be fine and warm. Thankfully I bought a cardigan at the mall, because we drove through rain and it was cold at the funeral. We went to the wake afterwards, and by the time we left it was sunny and hot.
Then we headed back through the traffic to get home. I was watching the clock - I needed to buy meat from our butcher before they closed. We made it with ten minutes to spare. I'd telephoned my order through, so we just had to walk in and walk out. Then with plenty of time, I finally got my grocery shopping done. By this time, the prednisone had begun to work and the pain was gone. Lovely!
I got home still clock-watching, choir practice scheduled for an hour later. But husband didn't want me to go (I'm not arguing!) so I rang up the person who asked me to come and teach, and begged off. They'll have to manage on their own for another week. I got into my PJs and began dinner, mostly creating something tasty out of leftovers for difficult child 3 while husband steamed some frozen dim sims for us.
I'm hoping to crawl into bed early tonight, I've not slept well the last few nights and husband is also very tired (similar problems). Tomorrow is my cleaning day, I've already got some washing on because my machine takes two hours to do one load.
An interesting discovery at the funeral today - I mean, I've only been married to husband for just over 30 years, you would think someone would have said... but I met a cousin of husband's today, within seconds of him opening his mouth to talk to us, I knew he was autistic. The man is over 70, nobody ever really knew what was wrong with him. On the way home mother in law was filling me in about him - classic case. And what did he wear to the funeral? A Hawaiian shirt. Admittedly, in tastefully muted shades of blue, white and black. At the wake he talked to me more about music and the more he talked, the more I recognised autism. So yet another family line with autism - this line is via husband's mother, we already know about husband's father, then there is my side of the family through my father. No wonder we have autism not just running in our family, but galloping!
Hopefully tomorrow will be a more restful day. I have to go out again on Friday (wish I didn't!) but at least that will only involve sitting round a table at a meeting.
Enjoy your Wednesday.
Marg
something like 5 degrees in my backyard even as we speak.
Hi if you snuck in!
