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Oct. 11th, 2018 04:35 pmIt's been forever since I posted, so, things.
We saw Wicked and it was amazing. It's now my favourite show I've seen at the theatre. Helped by the fact our seats were fantastic. Which is what happens when you book them 18 months in advance, I guess. We've got tickets to see Miss Saigon at the end of this month, and then in February next year, tickets for War Horse and The Rocky Horror Picture show. So I'd say our theatre addiction is now an established one.
James' joints have been acting up so we've been to the cinema a lot. Off the top of my head, we've seen Edie, Venom, Night School, A Star is Born -- where the usher gave us a huge emotion spoiler going in, so thanks for that. Mile 22, which is the worst film I've seen by far this year. I tried to make it go faster by going for an extra slow toilet break in the middle and was annoyed at the end when James said he hated it too as I only stayed because it looked like he was enjoying it and The House With a Clock in its Walls.
James has also got his date for his back procedure but needs to sort things out with work first as he's still on a warning for time off until December. While he is off on the date sent he's supposed to be back at work the next day which really wouldn't be ideal. And eta since I wrote this, he's just phoned and work are fine, saying they understand he'll probably need recovery time and it won't cause another sickness meeting as they know in advance. I told him to get that in writing if possible, though.
I went to my first rotator cuff shoulder exercise group on Tuesday. It was okay, a set of 16 exercises designed especially for rotator cuff injuries displayed around the room and about 10 people doing them. People must rotate in and out of the class for the whole six-week sessions as I was a newbie along with two men. Both of whom ended up being told to leave the class as on examination they'd both been misdiagnosed, and actually had frozen shoulders which the class wouldn't help at all. That meant the main physio was busy with them and the assistant was stretched around everyone. Which is why on two occasions I'd done my reps only to be told I'd done the exercise wrong and had to do them again. That meant I didn't finish everything in time, so there was only me and a much older lady left at the end and we were told time was up and to go. Sigh. But man, I'm feeling the glass today, all I can say is, ouch.
We got some of mam's favourite pjs made into bears. They're so lovely, soft and have details of cat faces made from her socks. She always wore cat socks, it was her thing, the same way the colours always had to match her pjs. I have to admit, I cried a bit bringing mine home. I miss her so much.
I had my final wls checkup yesterday. It went well but I'll talk about it more in a separate post as I have thoughts.
I forgot to say, it's Houghton Feast time here. The fair is in town, we've been to see the parade, watched fireworks, and James had the traditional ox sandwich. The local FB page for our town posted a load of photos from the parade/festivities from Saturday, and I got captured with James *g*
We saw Wicked and it was amazing. It's now my favourite show I've seen at the theatre. Helped by the fact our seats were fantastic. Which is what happens when you book them 18 months in advance, I guess. We've got tickets to see Miss Saigon at the end of this month, and then in February next year, tickets for War Horse and The Rocky Horror Picture show. So I'd say our theatre addiction is now an established one.
James' joints have been acting up so we've been to the cinema a lot. Off the top of my head, we've seen Edie, Venom, Night School, A Star is Born -- where the usher gave us a huge emotion spoiler going in, so thanks for that. Mile 22, which is the worst film I've seen by far this year. I tried to make it go faster by going for an extra slow toilet break in the middle and was annoyed at the end when James said he hated it too as I only stayed because it looked like he was enjoying it and The House With a Clock in its Walls.
James has also got his date for his back procedure but needs to sort things out with work first as he's still on a warning for time off until December. While he is off on the date sent he's supposed to be back at work the next day which really wouldn't be ideal. And eta since I wrote this, he's just phoned and work are fine, saying they understand he'll probably need recovery time and it won't cause another sickness meeting as they know in advance. I told him to get that in writing if possible, though.
I went to my first rotator cuff shoulder exercise group on Tuesday. It was okay, a set of 16 exercises designed especially for rotator cuff injuries displayed around the room and about 10 people doing them. People must rotate in and out of the class for the whole six-week sessions as I was a newbie along with two men. Both of whom ended up being told to leave the class as on examination they'd both been misdiagnosed, and actually had frozen shoulders which the class wouldn't help at all. That meant the main physio was busy with them and the assistant was stretched around everyone. Which is why on two occasions I'd done my reps only to be told I'd done the exercise wrong and had to do them again. That meant I didn't finish everything in time, so there was only me and a much older lady left at the end and we were told time was up and to go. Sigh. But man, I'm feeling the glass today, all I can say is, ouch.
We got some of mam's favourite pjs made into bears. They're so lovely, soft and have details of cat faces made from her socks. She always wore cat socks, it was her thing, the same way the colours always had to match her pjs. I have to admit, I cried a bit bringing mine home. I miss her so much.
I had my final wls checkup yesterday. It went well but I'll talk about it more in a separate post as I have thoughts.
I forgot to say, it's Houghton Feast time here. The fair is in town, we've been to see the parade, watched fireworks, and James had the traditional ox sandwich. The local FB page for our town posted a load of photos from the parade/festivities from Saturday, and I got captured with James *g*
