Aug. 31st, 2018

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I was back seeing the physio yesterday about my shoulder. She gave me more exercises to do alongside the ones I'd been told to do last month. I'm supposed to do them four times a day, so that's an hour out of my day that should be dedicated to my stupid rotator cuff. She also referred me to a shoulder exercise group that happens an hour a week for six weeks. Again. Stupid rotator cuff.

I'm trying out Mailbird as a new email client as thunderbird has gone screwy on me again. It hasn't downloaded new messages for over a day, and before that I noticed it said I had 38 unread messages in my in-box, which wasn't true at all as I'd been working on answering everything. I knew what I actually had in the in-box didn't add up to what thunderbird was saying, but can I hell find those unread emails, even after checking sub folders. Gah, and now I see that mailbird doesn't show me the content of DW/LJ replies when I click on them. Seriously. This should not be so hard.

I've just came back from taking Megan to the vets with Kayleigh. It was a much better visit than last time. She's put on a big chunk of weight and her eye is much better. Though we had to see a locum vet who came down last minute from Scotland. There may have been accent issues between us all. Oh well, at least we all talked cat.

It's mam's birthday on Sunday. She would have been 70 and instead of the family meal she was starting to provisionally plan, we're going to eat fish and chip at her favourite beach restaurant and then scatter her ashes. It's forecast to be warm and sunny again, which is going to make the scattering a bit of an issue in terms of being discrete. It's why we're going as late as possible so hopefully most of the families will be gone. Corey will be there too, and it's going to suck, and I'm going to cry but I think we're going to be laughing, too. It's a place mam loved loads, the last place we went with her where she was happy and content. It's the right place to do it, but man, I'm tired of saying goodbye.

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