It is impossible, legally, to spoil a cat, or so my suspiciously bewhiskered adviser maintains. Some guff about due tribute and hourly rates for surveillance, deterrence (and quite possibly embuggerance) followed, to confuse and cow me.
I hope you are both doing better.
Have tickets to gigs in London this Saturday and Sunday.
Rail strikes now mean it’s impossible to get into London on Saturday and very difficult on Sunday.
Spent most of the morning trying to find alternate routes, hotels, etc. but I think Saturday is a no-go.
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Going today and staying with friends? Probably not a solution. How far away do you live? There are a lot of these this year in the UK it seems to me as an outsider?
I live half an hour away by train so the plan was just to go in and out each evening.
As a last resort I considered driving into North London and using the tube but even that looks to be a struggle.
Trying to flog the ticket for Saturday now, but so are a lot of people with the same issue. Had this booked for a year.
Ooh, a coach may be on the cards for tomorrow if I head over to a neighbouring town!
Desk sharing negotiations with my cat were a failure. I told him he couldn’t sit on my trackpad. He went and stood on the power button of my laptop.
I don’t know if that’s going to improve things for me at all.
My wife’s back started hurting again. Bad. Heat/ice/Flex-O-Flex help, which (along with the pain’s sudden onset) indicates to me that it’s an injury she sustained while we were at the family farm (and we stupidly didn’t pay attention to ergonomics) rather than a progression of the disease, but she’s terrified nonetheless. Hell, so am I.
Damn it, she was feeling SO GOOD, too.
So, bit of good news: Dr. Asselah (her oncologist) says this is clearly a trauma thing, in other words an injury. We did too much too fast. He prescribed a cortico-steroid-based anti-inflammatory that she’s had before and did very good work. He also scolded her a bit saying she’s very sick and her back is very fragile still. Gotta let the medicine do its thing.
They’re also giving her a radiotherapy reference and trying to get her in on Tuesday as well.
Glad to hear it’s nothing insidious. Sounds like a prescription for some board games.
That’d be a bit difficult right now, since she can barely sit up, but it’s gonna be a thing eventually, yes.
Today ive actually eaten my own child’s sick. My day can’t get much worse
Eating the vomit of children you aren’t related to?
Unlikely to happen but i guess you never know
Day’s young.
I’ve always wondered a bit about the wording of the “choked on his own vomit” verdict. Choking on someone else’s, now that would be intriguing. The explanation, I mean.
Isn’t that how one of Spinal Tap’s drummers died?
A bit of good fortune in my travels today. The coach an hour before the one I was hoping to get was delayed so I’ve managed to get home a little earlier. I’ll take it.
Another update: She took her first dose of the anti-inflammatory this morning (she gets to take it for 15 days in total, with a decrease in dosage every three days). Effects started happening after two hours and now she’s almost back to where she was before the injury. She went back to using her walker for now (that wasn’t a fun moment), but it’s really temporary.
Crisis averted.
That’s great to hear!