Friday, July 26, 2013

26 Friday
June house move today.
6.55 AM.Blue sky, no cloud.  Woke to huge mug of coffee and two Belvita biscuits delicious.  We also fancied cubes of 70% dark chocolate to begin our day with but we have none in the house. 
 Edward Harry had his stabilizer a bowel of porridge made with water in order to swallow two pain killers. 
 I feel hot my skin is damp with perspiration.  Each morning I inspect my ankles expecting them to be the size of a balloon due to the burning and uncomfortable sensations enemating from them during the night.
Drempt ... My fingers were extended double their usual length.  I had put on gloves made out of bunches of celery. My hands were dark green and each finger was a  pail green stick of celery.  I could see the strings of the plant were my  veins.  I saw myself put on the celery as gloves and felt the cool stickiness of the watery inside of the plant on the palms of my hand.
25 Thursday
7.15.AM.  The road is wet there are pools of water on the flat roof of the garage opposite across the road from my bedroom window.  The commuter traffic is noisy racing passed our house making the dull morning light flicker into the room.
 The pains in Edwards wrists and shoulders have returned.   So  this rain hails a bad day.
 Dreamt... I was attempting to climb over a huge bolder it was long and fat like a bridge stone.  The group of people I was with managed the climb up to and over the rock but I remained stuck at the last quarter even though I tried I just could not get my leg to reach over on to the  top .  Many  people were shouting encouragement above and below me to help but I just could not climb up on to the final hard bit.  
7.45.AM   It is raining so fast and hard I can only  see it as it pounds on to the water in our gold fish pond stirring it up into a bubbling witches cauldron.   
In dream two...I was also facing a huge obstetrical  very high wall it appeared to be the side of a metal ware house. A youth helped me approach when we saw a long ladder leaning against the wall I was excited to see it and wanted to hurry to use the ladder but stickiness on the ground slowed our approach and when I finally reached the wall the ladder had been removed.
There is no easy or quick way to solve  problem's.
 8.20 AM.  Blue sky and sun have appeared.  Edward has the runs this morning.  Waiterose  supermarket  big shop.  Walk round Swiss Valley and surrounding lanes in the sunshine.  Cut up photo's.  TV. bed. A very hot day with plenty of sun.  Very tired...
24 Wednesday.
5.30 AM.  Edward up earley to make porridge and drinks.  7.14. Patches of deep blue sky peeping through heavy pink tinged white cloud.  I have a huge red itchy gnat bite on the inside of my right knee.
  I love wearing my new watch, bought £7.50. with glittery bracelet.
  Worked in Cry Shop.  Changed navy cotton trousers in Marks and Spencer for replacement as both hems had fallen down on the legs.
 Prince George, Alexander, Louis is the Royal Baby's name.
 I can't find two items of clothing my sage green skirt with the net frill and blue summer top, my memory is so bad i could have thrown out the skirt but not the top as it is new.
 I must buy a new fitted bottom bed sheet as Edward put his foot through the currant one tearing a huge hole in it.  He has very dry skin on his heals , the skin is very rough and cracked with sharp edges.  Several times his heals have gouged my legs and the skin on my shins making them bleed during the night over the years while sleeping near to me.
  I love to walk in the cool shade of the woods and land behind Longueville Manor Hotel with Edward...
 23 Tuesday
8.55 Heavy grey cloud.  The world out side the bed room window looks very drab and dull.
  Edward is at the end of his steroid test trial.  The last group of eight tablets in the trial is this morning.  They stopped  his  wrist and shoulder pain.  He has eaten so much more he has put on weight since feeling better.  He  worked in the garden and has helped me around the house since he has felt stronger.  There is stiffness in my right ankle on walking.  My memory is so bad I keep on forgetting to swallow my vitamin pills even though I strive to remember.   Edward has returned to his former eating plan that include's ice cream and snacking all day long besides large meals at set meal times.  He will soon weigh twenty stone hay ho.  Went out in  my car with Graham, he has not got his new bank cash card yet, he has been waiting two weeks.   Worked on cutting up photographs to make montage the aim is to clear all albums stored with family photo's by half saved on to computer disc...Not so hot or bright sunshine to day. 
 22 MONDAY
Woke feeling so drained I can hardly see also breathless.  I need sleep.  Worked all day helping Edward-Harry clear out garage.  Clutter cleared my studio.  Vacumed and cleared out sun room also kitchen.  I have a pain in my right ankle.  June phoned, Betty  is not recovering from her stroke well.  She is very confused and can't move her arms also she talks complete rubbish but she is happy with in herself and doing very well seeing that she is over eighty years old.  Pain in my right ankle is persist ant.  The temperature outside is not so hot to day.  Bath.  Edward Harry put colour on the roots of my blond hair.  It looks good my hair colour.  I feel very tired.  Royal Baby Boy Born this afternoon.  No word from Anne or Lucy about their stay here...  Edward Harry wrist and shoulder pain is much better due to the steroid tablets.  Side effects are that he cant clear his chest so well.  He has made an effort to be affectionate since I told him how I long to be held and cuddled closely.  I have not had any cuddles for so long it has been quite a shock to be hugged out of the blue after so long without.

Friday, July 19, 2013

angels praising Jesus


19 July  2013
The novel I am reading at bedtime is "My brother Michael." by Mary Stewart.   I have always enjoyed her writing as the story usually takes place in some amazing holiday destination ,published in 1960 there are no mobile phones or ipads  with not a tablet in sight.  Hayley Mills of  whom  I have always been a fan starred in the film of one of her novels The Moon-Spinners.
One day I hope someone will publish a book about my brother Griff Wason who is a technical illustrator.  I would like my niece Lucy Bishop to   write the story of my life into a family saga type novel as I feel that when she becomes a mature older person her bent novel be writing.  I intend to leave her all my emotional diary's also those of my mother Joan Wason that date back to 1932.
The sun is shining in a deep blue sky this morning Edward Harry is still in bed waiting for me to making him his first cup of tea of the day.  
We have been having such a dreadful time lately as his health has let us down causing depression to reign in our household.  I should say that Edward Harry is almost eighty years old and I am sixty-seven and both our body's are beginning to pack up.
  Preparing for heaven they are demanding our daily attention to  quirks and pains which are steadily making their presents felt.  Back pain is my number one attention seeker from morning to night I have to be careful not to aggravate it, I have not been able to  push the vacume cleaner around the floors in our home for at least nine years  with out agonizing pains running up and down my spine durring the evening . 
 These days when cleaning a home is suposed to be quick and easy by all accounts you will see me  wearing my green garden  knee pads craweling about on all fours in our home  accross the orinional wood floors directing the stretchy nosel of my vacume  into the cracks and round corners sucking up the dust and general grime of the house. It takes me such a long time craweling around the floors that lately the elecrticity over load keeps on checking in and switching off all the electrivity in the house.
My left ear if neglected will send a nagging pain just like a flashing red light into my brain to remind me of its powerful existence should i not plug it full of wax whenever i shower of wash my hair.  I am forced to take it on regular visits to the E.N.T clinic where only the attention of the nurse and Dr there will satisfied it with micro suction clearance every six weeks.
Edward Harry is being torchered with rumatism his sufferings are such that he is now unable to step into or out of the bath for his morning and evening shower in comfort.  The pains in his wrists are preventing him from   working in his studio where he paints in oils and watercolours most days, he cannot manipulate his brushes without  hardship caused by  the compainionship  of his continual pain.