TiggyTigra's Journal

While my mood does not seem to get past OK at the minute I am, somedays better than OK. It was my Dad birthday yesturday but he died a few years ago and while I did not break down, I did have a bad day and was in need of my walking stick. Part of me thinks this was a physical crutch for the mental one needed. My leg did hurt sorry ache and they still do.

I swam on friday 2nd time in two weeks 1st time I swam 22lengths which is roughly 1/3rd of a mile (550metres) 2nd time I swam 36lengths which is just over 1/2mile (900metres). Some people have said that was too much. That is why my legs felt week.

As we all know that really has nothing to do with it. we can get week mussles at anytime for no real reason.

I went to the GP again today and I am on another set of antibotics for a viginal infection. He wants to do a internal but not until the soreness has gone cos last time he could not open me up (crude yeah I know). I am trying to stick to my policy of dealing with the things I can and not worring about those I have no fucking control over.

I am at present sat at Mums PC she is away at some rally and I am at a meeting tomorrow at Head Office. So instead of a hotel I opted for a night at Mums. Still feel lonely but not quite at lonely as a hotel room.

Tomorrow is going to be fun its the first time at Head office since not getting the job, do I pop down to the department to say hi anyway. hubby would say yes me I think I will be too buzy to do that.

I am so happy to have found this site, the blog journel and the past posts and current post as well as I surpose future posts are a god send. People going through what you go through.

there is an adverton UK TV at the minute about cancerit says things like it the uncertainy - not knowing and some days are better than other. today was not a cancer day cos I felt ok. i feel good today cos they explain things. i find myself screaming at he TV its not just cancer you know, there are plenty of illness out there that suffer the same indegnaty that cancer does. People with cancer are treated differently and people understand there illnes - people do not understand ours and think its a fake illness and that you are making it up. they dont seem to undersatnd that it changes quickly and can take ages to get wellfrom silly little things. - Sorry ranting again, this was not meant to be a ranting blog.

well its 11.15 here and I surpose I should see about sleep - cant see it happening tonight, but I will at least lie down and watch TV and do the drift in and out pattern, late start Thursday so a long day tomorrow I think 11 / 12 hr day which includes a 3/4 hr drive, I will sleep better after that - finger crossed.

So Good night god blessed sleep tight mind the dickie birds dont bite ( Grandma saying from when I was younger)