Thursday, January 22, 2015

Hibernation, anyone?

I reckon bears and hedgehogs have the right idea. Put on some reserves of fat (Christmas is a great help here) and then find yourself a quiet corner and snooze the cold, grey, and often windy wetness of winter away. In previous years I would have thought this an awful waste of time, but since we got back from our festive season travels, it seems to have been my regular state of mind, if not of body, and I’m finding it difficult to recover my get-up and go.

However I do have to rouse myself from my torpor at regular intervals, now that my physio exercises are consuming at least 15 minutes three times a day and there is (at last!) clarinet practice on top of that. Knitting is still on the forbidden list, after a very uncomfortable attempt a couple of days ago, but to his eternal gratitude DH is again free of kitchen duties and I’m really enjoying being back at the cooker wielding my pots and pans – with due care, of course.

But between these short bursts of activity I’ve been coasting – reading, listening to music and watching pleasant but undemanding TV.  My brain just refuses to do demanding at the moment and who am I to argue with it? Even little grey cells are allowed to lie dormant occasionally and only deal with the bare necessities...


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Wednesday, January 07, 2015

U is for...


A quick note to say that we’re back from the hospital in Aberystwyth and my wrist is now splint-free!

The consultant was very complimentary about his Scottish colleague’s work and after I’d had X-rays told me that the fracture is completely healed and I can stop wearing the splint if I want to and gradually start to use that hand and arm again. He did suggest I might like to use the splint temporarily if I’m doing something more strenuous, but it’s up to me. I’ve also been referred for physiotherapy and am now waiting to hear from our local cottage hospital about that.

It feels very odd to be without the splint. My wrist feels weirdly naked and vulnerable, which is probably a good thing as it will make me more careful. It’s also very tender if I move it at all incautiously, but it does feel good to be able to at least try to use my hand properly again. 

Now for some gentle, therapeutic knitting and before long even a tootle or two on the clarinet. DH really needs that pair of socks which have been on the needles for so long. And I can categorically promise you that subsequent blog posts will be about something completely different and hopefully much more interesting! 

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Tuesday, January 06, 2015

C is for…

Christmas – which was happy and relaxed and filled with well-chosen presents and food.

Charades - the game of choice for DS’s family. Grandson#3 (who turns 11 today) has been a master of charades for years, easily putting his grandparents’ efforts completely in the shade.

Concert - two of them in fact. The two older grandsons went on short holiday courses just before New Year with the wonderful Yorchestra organisation, Grandson#1 playing his trumpet in Y1 and his younger brother his bassoon in Y3. We had the pleasure of attending their respective concerts on December 30th and had a marvellous time.

Card games - and board games. No TV at DD’s house, but lots of games and reading and a fair bit of music too.

Church  - our new Associate Vicar will be inducted this evening, so I'm off to welcome her and wish her luck.

Consultant – who will see me at the fracture clinic at Aberystwyth hospital tomorrow for my six-week review. Watch this space…

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Monday, December 22, 2014

Season's greetings


The presents are wrapped, the car is packed and DH and I are about to leave for our family Christmas and New Year festivities. We’re looking forward to enjoying time with DH’s mother and our children and their growing sons, to good food and good company, carols and games and plenty of unhurried conversation.

But I can’t leave without wishing you and your loved ones peace and joy this Christmas and good health and happiness in the coming year. As always your blogs and your friendship have hugely enriched the past year for me and for that I thank you all so much.


Image: Adoration of the Infant Jesus by Matthias Stom (c. 1600 – 1650)


Saturday, December 20, 2014

Christmas busyness

After an unusually quiet beginning to Advent, life in the Transit household has speeded up considerably this week. This is partly, of course, because I have more to do as Christmas approaches and it all takes a long time to accomplish and partly because we’ve had several enjoyable days of visitors and visiting. 

On Tuesday and Wednesday I had the pleasure of long and chatty visits from two good friends, who came bearing very welcome gifts of home-made mince pies and stollen, exactly the kind of Christmas goodies I can’t make for myself this year.

Then on Thursday DH and I went to lunch with a former colleague of his who is a truly excellent cook. After a meal that would have put a West End restaurant to shame and a great deal of light-hearted conversation, all we could manage to eat at supper time were a few crackers with cheese.

Friday brought a kind visit from the vicar, who brought with her a lovely bottle of wine as a thank-you for my help while she’s been waiting for her new colleague to be appointed (we are a united parish consisting of a small market town and six surrounding villages). I still feel bad that I can’t help her at this very busy time, but some things really are beyond me at the moment.

Today I’ve realised that it’s only two days until we leave for our round of Christmas visits and I still have presents to wrap, cards to hang and the packing to do. Help! At least I don’t have a tree to decorate and a cat eager to explore it…

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