Wibble Wobble, Wibble Wobble, Shelley On The Floor

I'm quite proud of that title heh.

Yesterday I wasn't at my best but I had two hospital appointments to go to, so off I went. I had the ultrasound on my thumb, and my tendons are all intact,which is grand. Yet it doesn't explain why my thumb isn't working. So follow up is March 13th. We shall see what that brings. 

After that, I had my first therapy session. Unlike standard therapy, the type I am under going is chronic pain focused, so the therapist has a real understanding of the causes of how I feel. It was my first of 8 sessions. I'm not ready to share what we talked about yet, but I may well do here in the future. 

By the time we were finished I was starting to feel very gammy. My throat was all scratchy, and my sinuses felt blocked. The cold racing round my family at a rate of knots got me. Utter bastard. As always with a cold/virus, it went straight to my ears. Last night I was alternating the wheat bag between my ears, and feeling very unwell. My balance went to who knows where, and had it not been for the Uberman and my bed rail, I would have hit the floor. Mum and Dad had popped out to Lidl, so bought me back a little pot of Ben and Jerry's for my throat. We watched some Archer and then I had a fairly horrible night. 

This morning I got up, ready to come and get into my nest. I stood up, felt a bit chesty but my ears didn't hurt, huzzah! I made my way with my frame into the front room, where my nest was waiting. I leave it reclined as it's in such a comfortable position. I moved my frame to get ready to sit, and then all of a sudden I was sat on the floor, my ribs whacked against the reclined leg area of the chair, and subluxed the same hip I dislocated yesterday. I'm not going to lie, I cried like a little girl before getting myself up and into my nest. I have had a very very quiet day since, and am determined to feel better tomorrow. Tomorrow is a VERY EXCITING DAY. I am off to see one of my favourite bands, Black Stone Cherry. No cold or virus is going to stop me being there - even if it means I spend the rest of the weekend flared and poorly. I am taking Betsy Blue Wheels, and going with the Uberman, Mel and Carl. We're travelling by cab, because frankly,the majority of the London Underground is chuffing useless for disabled passengers. Particularly the Camden area, which is always so busy. Either way, I am a very excited Aporia. 2 hours and 45 minutes of Black Stone Cherry, fan selected setlist, some new material and Q&A's. Woooop!

Tomorrow is also a slightly worrying day, as my Mum is having an operation on her wrist (bra doing up and undoing is going to be hilarious, her wrist will be casted and my thumb doesn't work!). So any good wishes for her would be greatly appreciated. She's been having problems with it for a very long time (as a result of an injury when she was younger than I am now), so I really hope this helps her. It's a day surgery, so hopefully she'll be home before I leave. I'll feel much better about going to BSC knowing she's okay.

So now I'm signing out. My plan is to have some nice warm porridge for dinner, have a nice hot shower, watch some Castle (I've just gotten into Castle, LOVE it!) and get an early night, which will hopefully kick this virus in the arse, and help with the added pain from stacking it earlier. 

Tip of the day: don't fall on a recliner. Ow. 

Apologies for Absence!

Hello Everyone!

I am a bad blogger. I abandoned my blog for a very hectic long weekend!  I did schedule some posts, which then decided not to post when they should have... grrr. I checked and then posted them manually together, but have been AWOL since. 

So I will do a brief summary of the last few days, and then follow up with some in depth bits. 

On Friday morning, my Dad accompanied me to the Royal Free Hospital in Hampstead Heath, London. I went to have some scans done, which required an injection of a radioactive fluid. The first scan was done when I arrived, at 10.45. I then had to wait for 4 hours before I could go back for the remaining scans. Once those were done, he dropped me at Paddington Station, where me and my mobility scooter were greeted by the Uberman. From there, it was on to Hyde Park, to see someone I've wanted to see for a very very long time. The legend that is Jon Bon Jovi. He did not disappoint. A review will follow ;) 

The journey home from Hyde Park was absolutely shit, which put a small downer on things, but it couldn't stop the happies from the concert. A special thank you must go to my brother for coming to rescue us from Paddington Station! We'd have been completely stuck without him. The silly sod didn't tell me that he was working on Saturday morning though, or I'd never have agreed to the offer! He had to leave for work at 6.30, and got to us at 1.00! 

We got back to the Uberman's house at 2am, and got some sleep, ready for a busy Saturday. A friend of mine had organised a coffee morning to raise money for the HMSA, which was so lovely of her! It was due to run from 10-12. My alarm decided it didn't feel like going off though, and I woke up with a start at 9.45. Whoops! We managed to be at the church hall by 10.30 though, which I thought was quite an achievement! It was a lovely morning, and great to see some of my friends and family turn out along with meeting new people. It was a real success, making £60.00 for the charity. I was really pleased! 

Once we were finished up there, we went back to the Uberman's house. His sister and her fiance were visiting from Gloucester, so there was a big family barbecue in the sunshine. It was beautiful, and he has a lovely big family, so there was lots going on! Later on, we went to a prize bingo, and I absolutely laughed my head off. I had such a funny night, and I still chuckle thinking of it! Uberman and I then went back to mine for some well earned sleep.

Then it was Sunday, and another day with the Malkins! Uberman's mum and two of his sisters were at the Scout Hut behind his house for a special event, so the rest of us sat in the garden, with the Wimbledon final on a laptop. It was electric to watch! We were glued to it, and when Murray managed to finally win it, all you could hear was yelling from all the gardens around! It was fantastic, and all of a sudden, a voice came over the fence - "Did he win?"! We shouted back yes, and there was a big roar from the Scout Hut too. It was a brilliant round up to the weekend! 

Yesterday was a very long day. I won't bore you with the details, but I was bloody glad when it was finished. Although I got into bed, watched the last episode of "Don't Call Me Crazy" (a brilliant documentary, it was really insightful) and dozed off.. only to wake up itching like mad. I had a massive heat rash on my back, and it didn't calm down until the sun came up. Bah.

So today, I am a very tired, very achey person, who is paying a penance for not pacing this weekend. It was worth it though, I had a brilliant weekend with awesome people, and I wouldn't have changed it for the world. I have spent today in the shade of a parasol, curled up on a lounger and listening to music. It has been nice and peaceful, and the warmth has soothed the aches and pains a little bit. Hopefully I'll feel a bit better tomorrow. 

I hope you all had lovely weekends in the sunshine!