Blog 11/2013 - 2

Thursday, 7 November 2013


Second Last Chance


So as I said I would do on Sunday night I watched 2012, I've always really enjoyed the show, it may be a bit ridiculous at times but it's fun, a nice end of the world story. Sleep wasn't too bad that night but over the last while I have been getting the night sweats and I think they've been gradually getting worse over the last couple of weeks, especially since the colder nights have come about and I'm snuggled up more under the blankets.

Monday I wasn't quite sure what to do, but then I remembered about a pathway that I had never been to before at the top of the Cregagh Road, so I began to walk up to there. It was a tough walk, my legs weren't exactly being nice to me and when I looked up in the direction of where the path leads to I knew it was going to be a struggle, a real struggle. But I went on in anyway and it was very, very muddy at the start at least and there didn't seem to be anything that good about the place apart from a river flowing beside you. As I went further on up then it started getting much nicer with lots of waterfalls and lots of greenery, but that made the path much worse, covered in damn slippy leaves and steps, a LOT of steps and I was holding on for my life going up and down them, some with what could only be called cliffs to the side of the dangerous path. But some of the sights were really nice, certainly made up for the crapping-yourself-going-down-the-steep-slippy-steps-with-a-20-foot-drop-beside-you moments. I got to the top and crossed under the road via a bridge and walked around the other side, unless I missed something, there wasn't much there apart from a path that went in a fairly small circle and up a hill to Lagan College.

So I retraced my steps back to the Cregagh Glen but this time took the routes that I didn't take on the way up, one route, took me to the top of a very, very steep hill... and just stopped, for no real purpose, I'll have nightmares about coming down that, how I didn't fall is all down to my "hold tight or die" grip I had on the wobbly railing. The next one I went up was much better it took me up into a field, wasn't sure if I should be there or not but there was no sign saying I shouldn't. I did remember back to when I was younger and hanging around Leadhill there was a bull in one of the fields so that was the first thing that came to mind, I walked up the hill took a few picks and came back down fairly swiftly, just in case. Once down I walked on home and knew I was going to suffer for a while from that. I won't be doing it for a long time, as much as I did enjoy it.

After lunch went for a bit of a sleep and had made plans to go to the quiz tonight again, so called over to Victoria's and got a lift over and met up with Rosemary, Nuala and Cobbe. Think Victoria regretted driving, but after we had won a bottle of wine and some of us went back and drank that. Next morning got moaned at for waking my mum up during the night when I got home, so I obviously apologised for that and felt bad for doing it in the first place. I also discovered, before going to the quiz that I hadn't received any of the SSP which I thought and was told that I would be getting so I have a feeling that that may turn into a bit of a moan later in the week.

Tuesday afternoon I had my appointment with the new GP surgery, it was just with the nurse for a bit of an introduction to the new place and to get some details off me, what they weren't expecting was having to write an essay on my medical history, for something they were expecting to be twenty minutes, turned into 50 minutes, feel sorry for anyone that was supposed to be after me. But it went well and have already been booked in for a couple of other appointments over the next few weeks. When I got home I watched Moneyball with Brad Pit, was a pretty good show and that night in the Insyplex I watched Seven Psychopaths and Olympus has Fallen, both also pretty enjoyable shows, I was glad to go to bed though so after reading and finishing off my book, Castle Vroman, I went to sleep.

Yesterday a guy called to the house to do a survey but I told him that I didn't have the time to do it then but he could call back again at another time, so he had said that he would call in today at about 10, so I got up showered and fed and was waiting around watching Homeland until he came, but I had a couple of things that had to get done one was to get a list of repeat prescriptions for the GP and the other was to pick up some stuff from Tesco, I was getting ready to leave when he finally did call, at about 11.15. He was a nice guy and got through it pretty fast and gave me the obligatory free pen afterwards. My legs where still pretty sore from Monday so I ended up just taking the car to Tesco, that and I probably would have struggled bringing the stuff back home after if I wasn't. But on the way out I was looking for the old car rather than the new one and almost walked past it when I realised that it looked too familiar.

When I got back home I phoned up the old GP to get the list of the prescriptions and of course one thing they said when I was in the meeting with the surgery manager was "we never hang up on people" well... that happened again, I heard their voices and then beeeeeeeeeeeep. So I ended up just going to the chemist to get a list of him, but it wasn't exactly what I was after, but while I was there I got a sandwich in the shop beside it, it was massive there's one girl that seems to think I need a good feeding and piles on twice as much as the other, I couldn't even finish it, but I did give it a good go! Most of the evening I was reading my new book that I was given by James, I've been surprised how fast I've got into it, as normally with a new series it takes a few days, but I've been warped into it so fast even from the first couple of pages. Don't think it will last too long.

That night I also discovered the reason why my SSP hadn't went in, as I had two jobs, both of which paid just under the minimum amount that I would need to get to qualify for SSP, but as they are completely separate I can't get it even though I earn more (in total) than the minimum requirement, so it looks like I have to go down the route of getting ESA, this could work out in my favour though, as I could slowly build up my ability of getting back to work after all this is over, while still getting some money for being sick. But I will have to make a few calls tomorrow to see what my options are. I'm more annoyed at work, not the ones I work with, but the ones that are in charge of paying me they were supposedly getting in contact with me when the CSP was up and to inform me about the SSP which should have been about 6 weeks ago at the latest, but they never. This would all have been cleared up without any bother then rather than now.

So on Thursday morning I firstly had a lie in cause I felt like I needed one, didn't feel too great at all the night sweats were pretty bad and my arms and legs were sore and even my back where the glands that had swollen was a bit sore too, once up and about most of the things seemed to settle and I made a few phone calls and unfortunately the person I needed wasn't there so will have to call back again tomorrow or Monday to speak with her, but I'll be busy most of tomorrow with getting the chemo, for some reason I'm not really looking forward to this one, I doubt it can possibly be as bad as the previous one, but I'm not looking forward to taking the antisickness tablets and the vein they put the last one into has still not fully recovered and is still sore and feels blocked up.

But I went down to the old GP and picked up the list, which only has half the ones that I get on repeat, not surprised, but at least with the combination of what they gave me and what the chemist gave should cover it. But the walk there was terrible, I felt woeful, everything was sore, my knees, ankles, hips and even my feet were all sore and then the sun shining in my eyes and the wind blowing in them just made them water a ridiculous amount. But finally got home looked up a few things and then started to read, I'm tempted to go for a bit of a walk tonight to pick up some stuff to eat tomorrow evening and Saturday for while I'm basically housebound, but the thought of going out into the cold is just too much, so I may just sit and read the rest of the night, or watch a film... I'm not sure.