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Feb. 26th, 2016 07:07 pmIt was another lovely day when we decided to have a day trip to Whitby today. I love it down there, and really enjoyed exploring all the shops in the small cobbled streets. We had dinner in this amazing cafe. All it sells is a small selection of pies, mash, gravy and peas. But oh man, the food was delicious. It's served in tin plates and your drinks in tin cups and the whole set up is if you've walked into a family home back in the olden days. There was a range with a fire going, all this interesting stuff on the walls, and tables close together but still enough room to move.
Just a few photos I shared on instagram. the view over the river, James' dinner. He had haggis and neep pie, I had chicken and cider. one of the small cobbled streets, two cheeseballs going to Whitby.
Yesterday was a good one too, though I was sad to find out my new favourite shop is closing in Sunderland. I can still go to the ones at Metrocenter or buy online, but I really like the staff in the Sunderland store. The manager was helping me find the correct bra yesterday, and made me feel really comfortable while she was checking fit etc. I'm going to miss going there.
Another thing that happened yesterday. I think I've irritated the trapped nerve in my back again. I'm still carrying a load of weight and it's always a delicate balance of doing too much and my body just going, nope. I think my back got to that point last week. It's okay mostly but turning in certain ways feels exactly like it was last year when it was trapped. So I made a doctor's appointment, and got James one for the appointment before as he needed to discuss some issues so it just made sense we could go together. The only appointments I could get was yet another new doctor, and he was worse than useless. When I told him I was on the bariatric path he asked me how to go about that as some of his patients were interested, asked me how much I actually weighed even though he had no need to know that, and when I told him he said I'd feel better when I lost some. And yes, I'm aware, that is why I've been working on that for well over a year and actually succeeding. Then to top it all he saw James' work pass, so was asking him questions about being a 999 operator then asked me what I did. When I said I was James' official carer he said, oh, so he pays the bills and you get to stay home. And okay, I know he was joking, all the way through he was going for the jokey, friends talking kind of appointment. But he needs to learn quickly that a so-called joke like that isn't funny at all.
But, minor irritations aside, it's been a nice week. Though man, I'm tired right now. Which is why I'll have to catch up online tomorrow as I have a date with the couch and the tv right now.
Just a few photos I shared on instagram. the view over the river, James' dinner. He had haggis and neep pie, I had chicken and cider. one of the small cobbled streets, two cheeseballs going to Whitby.
Yesterday was a good one too, though I was sad to find out my new favourite shop is closing in Sunderland. I can still go to the ones at Metrocenter or buy online, but I really like the staff in the Sunderland store. The manager was helping me find the correct bra yesterday, and made me feel really comfortable while she was checking fit etc. I'm going to miss going there.
Another thing that happened yesterday. I think I've irritated the trapped nerve in my back again. I'm still carrying a load of weight and it's always a delicate balance of doing too much and my body just going, nope. I think my back got to that point last week. It's okay mostly but turning in certain ways feels exactly like it was last year when it was trapped. So I made a doctor's appointment, and got James one for the appointment before as he needed to discuss some issues so it just made sense we could go together. The only appointments I could get was yet another new doctor, and he was worse than useless. When I told him I was on the bariatric path he asked me how to go about that as some of his patients were interested, asked me how much I actually weighed even though he had no need to know that, and when I told him he said I'd feel better when I lost some. And yes, I'm aware, that is why I've been working on that for well over a year and actually succeeding. Then to top it all he saw James' work pass, so was asking him questions about being a 999 operator then asked me what I did. When I said I was James' official carer he said, oh, so he pays the bills and you get to stay home. And okay, I know he was joking, all the way through he was going for the jokey, friends talking kind of appointment. But he needs to learn quickly that a so-called joke like that isn't funny at all.
But, minor irritations aside, it's been a nice week. Though man, I'm tired right now. Which is why I'll have to catch up online tomorrow as I have a date with the couch and the tv right now.
