6 August: Tuesday
Away with The Fairies!
Well, another day with scaffolding noise. I woke up late this morning, my brain had this crazy idea, it thought ‘Marc doesn’t need sleep, let’s mess with his head by giving him story ideas.’ Keep in mind that this was at 2-3am, and I really needed to sleep. Even though my appreciation for this wasn’t welcomed with open arms, but I certainly appreciated the story my mind gave me at the time.
Today seemed weird, it was like my mind was away with the fairies. Everything seemed to be a blur to me, each time I tried to regain my senses it seemed to fight against me, it was like a mini battle within my mind and senses. I think this was caused by a couple of medical problems I have, well and, the medication I took previously to halt my pain yesterday. Ironically, as I write this blog, my mind seems to be away with the fairies due to the medication I’ve taken.
I’ve had a bad day with my condition today, it seems like the pain doesn’t want to settle down, maybe I’m pushing my body in some way and not noticing it?
Anyhow, I’m going to stop the blog here, I’m off to lie down and read a book. So, until the next blog, stay safe and take care.
7 August: Wednesday
I was annoyed, and in pain!
What a bad night that was! Every hour that came by I was hit by pain that shot through my abdomen. Anyhow, I couldn’t let this ruin my day, after all, complaining will get me nowhere.
I want to get something off my chest, I read a chapter from “Suffer the Little Children” and I was utterly disgusted by what I read. Could you believe that children in a convent do not get presents for Christmas? I’m not going to lie, and I am sorry if this sounds rude or out my nature, but this did piss me off! Every child deserves a present at Christmas, who the fuck do these nuns think they are? There is nothing right about what those nuns did to those girls, and if there is a God, they wouldn’t condone this type of abuse or negligence on children. Again, I am sorry for this outburst, but you have to read it to believe what the girls went through. I would certainly recommend this book to everyone, believe me you won’t regret it!
I had to collect a book today from my local Waterstones store. The reason for having this delivered to store was that they tried to charge me extra for having it delivered to my house. I thought that this was a bit of a con, why should I pay for delivery when I can have it shipped to the store free of charge? I know what I am going to do in the future, there’s no way I’m paying when its shipped the same way to the store. I know this may seem like I’m being a cheapskate, but come on, every penny counts these days, and it’s just a waste of money of money when I can just pick it up from the store.
Anyway, I was now on the bus into town. The bus journey seemed to be very enduring, as we went over each bump I could feel my stomach churning as it went through the motions, it was like my stomach was a portable washing machine! I tried to ignore the vile feeling pulsating through my stomach by listening to an audiobook. This didn’t help 100%, but it did help pass the time. What normally takes around ten minutes, felt like it was taking forever to complete this journey into town. Maybe I was focusing too much on the sickness? That could explain the dragged out feeling.
So, there I was walking through the shopping centre. I had a stern expression across on my face, it was like a bulldog chewing a wasp. I was on a mission, I just wanted to get in and out of there as quick as I could. The visit to Waterstones went okay, I just collected my package and headed straight out the store, which was strange for me because I normally have a browse through the books. My next stop was to the local WHSmith to have a look through their offers. I had a 20% off coupon in my pocket and I thought this would be a fantastic opportunity to grab myself a bargain. Anyway, to be brief, I brought myself four new books, well three new books, the other was for Cassie.
When I was waiting on the bus to go home, I noticed that an elderly woman in a wheelchair was told that she had to wait for another bus because there wasn’t enough space for her. This was a load of rubbish, the second bay was fully empty on the bus and there was plenty of room for her. I swear some people can’t be bothered to help the elderly or disabled, it’s disgraceful the way they get treated. I would understand if the bus didn’t have a ramp, but this one did. I don’t want to get on my high-horse about this, but it’s disrespectful.
The journey home was long and relentless, it felt like it went on forever! I tried listening to my audiobook again, but this failed and I just sat there feeling even more sick than before. As I stepped through the door my guts and pain were getting worse, it was like someone stabbed me with a knife. After I took many tablets, the pain started to subside, but due to the side-effects I was feeling hungry, it was like I hadn’t eaten in days. Once dinner came along I was over the moon, and luckily this cured my hunger.
So, as you can see, it’s been very up and down over the last couple of days, but don’t worry I will be okay, it’s something I’m used to, and thanks to my condition, it’s something I will have for life. I’m signing off now, time to read some more and relax. Until the next blog, stay safe and take care.