Category: frustration
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Friday Thoughts…
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can old age be beautiful? Another week is coming to an end, and once again, I am no nearer sorting my life out. I am trying, but somehow, I get thwarted at every turn. The only thing I seem to be good at, is my daily physio, which is at least keeping me mobile. I…
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Silent Sunday…
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I had a strong desire to walk around Petersfield Pond today. It was the perfect day to see what Mother Nature was doing. But no available transport, sigh. I would just have to look through my photographs of a previous visit. I thought I could stagger out to the garden, not quite the same thing,…
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Silent Sunday…
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I wanted to be silent today too, as I didn’t want to share bad news anymore. I have been trying to relax, do what I can manage, pottering around at my own speed, which these days, is snail’s pace. I am terrified of falling again, and although I make sure to move slowly, there are…
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The Waiting Game…
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I have never liked waiting, so faced with yet another wait, I am more confused than ever. Half of me would love to have a good think, to sort out the muddle in my head. And to be honest, I have tried to think it out. But whatever is going on inside my head, it…
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Whatever Next?
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I didn’t think my life could get any worse, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. Since I collapsed, semi-paralysed last March, I have often wondered why that happened and why I had suddenly become so weak. Despite my colourful medical history, I have always managed to bounce back from some of the worst health…