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gennepher said:
Fbg yesterday morning 6.9

I came home yesterday from my appointment at the eye hospital absolutely drop dead exhausted.
It was not a good day from beginning to end. It was nearly a 12-hour day. A lot of driving in heavy traffic and at night time because my my appointment over ran a lot. Trying to get out of Liverpool was murder. I know the roads I've been driving in Liverpool since the 1980s, but the going home traffic was completely savage.

I will write more later I just want to carry on sleeping I've been sleeping the last 12 hours.

No wildlife video because I've been sleeping.

A creative... I thought there was not going to be one for yesterday... But then I remembered. I had stopped in a shop on the way back to the car. It sold crystals and lots of odds and ends of stuff. I needed a break before I got back to the car. I was picking up some crystal bracelets, and I took photographs of them so that I would know the name of them when I got home. I wasn't trying to take good photographs (they are not!) it was just a memory thing for the name of the crystals. The lady whose shop it was, came up to me and said would you like to sit down for a bit, I'll make you a tea, a coffee, a hot chocolate... I said tea, and she made me a piping hot mug of beautiful tea. It was so welcome, I just sat there for an hour because I needed to take some time out after my long bad experience at the eye hospital.

Have your best day. My day is going to include a lot of sleeping and winding down....

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Opalite bracelet looks smashing and what a kind person in that shop to shed a bit of light into an otherwise exhausting day.
 
gennepher said:
Fbg yesterday morning 6.9

I came home yesterday from my appointment at the eye hospital absolutely drop dead exhausted.
It was not a good day from beginning to end. It was nearly a 12-hour day. A lot of driving in heavy traffic and at night time because my my appointment over ran a lot. Trying to get out of Liverpool was murder. I know the roads I've been driving in Liverpool since the 1980s, but the going home traffic was completely savage.

I will write more later I just want to carry on sleeping I've been sleeping the last 12 hours.

No wildlife video because I've been sleeping.

A creative... I thought there was not going to be one for yesterday... But then I remembered. I had stopped in a shop on the way back to the car. It sold crystals and lots of odds and ends of stuff. I needed a break before I got back to the car. I was picking up some crystal bracelets, and I took photographs of them so that I would know the name of them when I got home. I wasn't trying to take good photographs (they are not!) it was just a memory thing for the name of the crystals. The lady whose shop it was, came up to me and said would you like to sit down for a bit, I'll make you a tea, a coffee, a hot chocolate... I said tea, and she made me a piping hot mug of beautiful tea. It was so welcome, I just sat there for an hour because I needed to take some time out after my long bad experience at the eye hospital.

Have your best day. My day is going to include a lot of sleeping and winding down....

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That was so kind of the lady who runs the shop @gennepher
 
gennepher said:
Fbg yesterday morning 6.9

I came home yesterday from my appointment at the eye hospital absolutely drop dead exhausted.
It was not a good day from beginning to end. It was nearly a 12-hour day. A lot of driving in heavy traffic and at night time because my my appointment over ran a lot. Trying to get out of Liverpool was murder. I know the roads I've been driving in Liverpool since the 1980s, but the going home traffic was completely savage.

I will write more later I just want to carry on sleeping I've been sleeping the last 12 hours.

No wildlife video because I've been sleeping.

A creative... I thought there was not going to be one for yesterday... But then I remembered. I had stopped in a shop on the way back to the car. It sold crystals and lots of odds and ends of stuff. I needed a break before I got back to the car. I was picking up some crystal bracelets, and I took photographs of them so that I would know the name of them when I got home. I wasn't trying to take good photographs (they are not!) it was just a memory thing for the name of the crystals. The lady whose shop it was, came up to me and said would you like to sit down for a bit, I'll make you a tea, a coffee, a hot chocolate... I said tea, and she made me a piping hot mug of beautiful tea. It was so welcome, I just sat there for an hour because I needed to take some time out after my long bad experience at the eye hospital.

Have your best day. My day is going to include a lot of sleeping and winding down....

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Horrific day hence the hug but thank you for the creative and the wonderful act of kindness by the shop owner. Very much the better Angels of our nature which may be hidden but every now and then, oddly often at Christmastime, bursts through the gloom. Rest up today.
 
ianpspurs said:
Horrific day hence the hug but thank you for the creative and the wonderful act of kindness by the shop owner. Very much the better Angels of our nature which may be hidden but every now and then, oddly often at Christmastime, bursts through the gloom. Rest up today.
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Thank you so much @ianpspurs for your lovely words....
 
5.6 this morning.
We kept well away from the trees in the park as the wind gusts were 50mph at 7am. At least I kept well away. Even though I advised (nagged) Mr K he still stayed a little too close to them.

We did our weekly shop in Aldi and also popped into Tesco to get Yeo Valley organic milk and Greek yoghurt.

For the first time ever I bought kefir. Usually I make a bit more every day so I have enough for when we get back after Christmas. It is such a faff trying to make sure that I am not making too much or too little.

This year I just need to put my kefir grains to hibernate in the fridge before Christmas and when we get back we have the Yeo Valley kefir until my homemade kefir is back in production.
 
Krystyna23040 said:
5.6 this morning.
We kept well away from the trees in the park as the wind gusts were 50mph at 7am. At least I kept well away. Even though I advised (nagged) Mr K he still stayed a little too close to them.

We did our weekly shop in Aldi and also popped into Tesco to get Yeo Valley organic milk and Greek yoghurt.

For the first time ever I bought kefir. Usually I make a bit more every day so I have enough for when we get back after Christmas. It is such a faff trying to make sure that I am not making too much or too little.

This year I just need to put my kefir grains to hibernate in the fridge before Christmas and when we get back we have the Yeo Valley kefir until my homemade kefir is back in production.
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From a distance it does seem as though the sprained ankle has been an inflection point for you which buying the Kefir underlines. I like to imagine Mr K notices and approves but I'm a Clownshoe with no skin in the game so pay me no heed. Still, it does my old heart good to read and imagine you learning to, not rust (your nightmare), just acquire a splendidly classy patina and Mr K relaxing about you just a little. What do I know, what do I know.
 
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ianpspurs said:
From a distance it does seem as though the sprained ankle has been an inflection point for you which buying the Kefir underlines. I like to imagine Mr K notices and approves but I'm a Clownshoe with no skin in the game so pay me no heed. Still, it does my old heart good to read and imagine you learning to, not rust (your nightmare), just acquire a splendidly classy patina and Mr K relaxing about you just a little. What do I know, what do I know.
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I think that you might be right @ianpspurs
 
dunelm said:
Good morning everyone on a very blustery day here in the dark and dangerous north. 5.5 this a.m. I have not really caught up but freely offer hugs to those who are going through difficult times. Writing things down may be of good consolation. @Lamont D the movies are a grand idea - the familiar, music from the past, photographs, familiar things. Your absolute care, love and determinism shine through. Each day, a battle won.
Girl in The Bubble has been with us for a couple of days now as her dad has some lurgie and doesn’t want the wee girl getting it. Her long covid little body is easily damaged. No idea what we, or even I are/is doing today. Supermarkets full of over the top excess stamped with use by dates that expire too early for intended useage - unless of course you are partying early. Oh well, we are content to wait until next week. Tuesday maybe and see what’s left on the shelves - roast elf perhaps ;). Might go for a wander into town through the woods - trees are wonderful for calming the mind. Art bit - I’m being a bit lazy at present. No mind. Hope your day is kind to you, as kind as you can make it. I best make some koffy and selfishly use my time to do a bit of reading. Video call with my mother later today.
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Keep on being lazy. It's producing some beautiful Art bits.
 
gennepher said:
Fbg yesterday morning 6.9

I came home yesterday from my appointment at the eye hospital absolutely drop dead exhausted.
It was not a good day from beginning to end. It was nearly a 12-hour day. A lot of driving in heavy traffic and at night time because my my appointment over ran a lot. Trying to get out of Liverpool was murder. I know the roads I've been driving in Liverpool since the 1980s, but the going home traffic was completely savage.

I will write more later I just want to carry on sleeping I've been sleeping the last 12 hours.

No wildlife video because I've been sleeping.

A creative... I thought there was not going to be one for yesterday... But then I remembered. I had stopped in a shop on the way back to the car. It sold crystals and lots of odds and ends of stuff. I needed a break before I got back to the car. I was picking up some crystal bracelets, and I took photographs of them so that I would know the name of them when I got home. I wasn't trying to take good photographs (they are not!) it was just a memory thing for the name of the crystals. The lady whose shop it was, came up to me and said would you like to sit down for a bit, I'll make you a tea, a coffee, a hot chocolate... I said tea, and she made me a piping hot mug of beautiful tea. It was so welcome, I just sat there for an hour because I needed to take some time out after my long bad experience at the eye hospital.

Have your best day. My day is going to include a lot of sleeping and winding down....

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Hug for all the stress and tiredness, Gennepher, but what a lovely lady in that shop. Looks like an interesting shop as well. Just reminds us that there really are some good people around, though they keep a low profile sometimes.
 
6.6. This jabbing jabberwocky of a windy, stormy, drab day, lots of rain later.
I would really like to add my gracious appreciation of my situation and the helpful empathetic values of friendship from you lot. @Annb @jjraak @gennepher @dunelm @Krystyna23040 @SlimLizzy @ianpspurs @alf_Josiah , where is John and Derek?I can't express my feelings enough.
The gift for @gennepher is a great example of how we can treat those with a kindness which seems out of whack, with the depiction of modern harshness pervaded by the modern world.
In fact it is quite a common theme around us, if we know how to find it.
And to add more common in an area such as where @gennepher was yesterday, and I do hope you feel better after a good nap.
I'm having a lazy afternoon after a manic morning. Not only the nurse, who arrived promptly , the cleaning, washing, etc. But the arrival of #8. He arrived with the gift of a stick for nanny, which was greeted with pleasure and a giggle, the stick from the local park, was found after a play.
Nanny was awaken for the fourth time in four hours. But the ratbag did put a lovely smile on Mrs L's face.
We had a inspection of every light, every Christmas tune from the ornaments.
Along with the Christmas cartoons, that he could watch at the same time.

I had a terrible sleep, it is my anxiety, of, if I can do everything right before I have an appointment, and how I can get through it. I don't think I ever got an answer from my counsellor. My essential tremor is always worse, getting out of bed trying to avoid it doesn't help. But as always it is a waste of worrying about nothing.
But that is me!
I can't help it!

Six sleeps to go.
 
Fbg today 8.3

I presume the stress of yesterday. And my eating was out of kilter...

No wildlife video today...I have been sleeping...and I am going back to sleep when I have finished my cup of tea.

I wanted to share what happened at the eye hospital yesterday and am interested in your thoughts.

It’s taken me a day to process everything from the eye hospital...it felt like such a bad experience, even compared to the other times I’ve faced deafness-related issues.

So, when I arrived, the receptionist couldn’t find me on the system. She sent me to another desk, and that receptionist also couldn’t find me. Eventually, they just told me to sit down. This wasn’t just me; they seemed to be doing the same with everyone, so I’m guessing their computer system was down.

The first person I saw got impatient with me very quickly. I explained I’m deaf, needed her to face me, and couldn’t manage if she added extra instructions mid-test when I couldn’t see her lips. Instead of listening, she snapped at me to "just get on with it."

By this point, my glasses were steaming up—probably from nerves and the pressure of her attitude. I took them off to clean them, but she got cross again and insisted I put them back on. I tried to explain that I couldn’t even see the eye chart with steamed-up glasses, but she wasn’t having it.

Her student came over to help but ended up knocking my cochlear processor off while pushing my glasses back on. Suddenly, I couldn’t hear a thing. As I was trying to reattach the processor’s magnet to my head, the student disconnected it again while still trying to fit my glasses. It was chaos...

I started explaining that it’s not a hearing aid and that the processor must stay connected. Otherwise, I’d need to use my phone to reset the settings. The nurse didn’t seem to care and got even more frustrated. When I finally took out my phone to fix it, she snapped at me for "using my mobile." I tried explaining it’s my remote control for the processor, but she didn’t listen and treated me like I was a nuisance.

When I finally got it reconnected, my glasses steamed up again! I took them off to clean them, and the nurse just lost patience completely, barking at me to "get on with it." By now, I was flustered and stressed, but I somehow managed to finish the test.

The next person I saw wasn’t much better. They showed no understanding of my deafness or cochlear implant, even though I wore my badge stating I’m deaf and lip-read. I also had my hair tied up to make the processor and magnet obvious. I felt like I was wasting their time when, in reality, just a tiny bit of understanding would’ve meant I’d take no longer than a hearing person.

I’ve been going to this hospital for 25 years, and I’ve never experienced such extreme deafness discrimination.

Later, someone else told me I have a cataract in one eye, which I’d suspected. I then saw two ophthalmologists, who confirmed it and discussed an operation. They seemed kind enough but disappeared to consult the main specialist. When the specialist entered, he looked very angry and spoke to me quickly and sharply.

I explained I couldn’t lip-read him at that speed and needed him to slow down. He didn’t care and just repeated himself. I caught some of the words—"it’s very simple"—but couldn’t make out what he was saying. When I finally recognized the words "eye drops," I said, "Yes, I use eye drops."

Out of nowhere, he snapped, "You’re discharged," like he was expelling me! Then he stormed out of the room.

The two ophthalmologists were clearly intimidated—they shrank into their chairs while he spoke and later told me he’s like that with them too. They reassured me that the cataract operation would still go ahead and that the discharge was only from the clinic for my original issue.

Thankfully, the next doctor I saw was much better. He moved the machinery aside when he needed to speak so I could lip-read, which only took a few extra seconds. It was such a relief to feel understood.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t time for a pre-op assessment, so I’ll have to go back in January for that. But at least they measured me for the lens.

By the end, I was completely exhausted—physically, emotionally, and mentally.

What do you think? Am I overreacting? Should I say something formally, or just let it go?

Thanks for reading all this—it’s been a lot for me to process...

Take care.

Hopefully my normal service will be resumed tomorrow...

Creative...a black line drawing put through Kaleider. I quite like it!!!

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gennepher said:
Fbg today 8.3

I presume the stress of yesterday. And my eating was out of kilter...

No wildlife video today...I have been sleeping...and I am going back to sleep when I have finished my cup of tea.

I wanted to share what happened at the eye hospital yesterday and am interested in your thoughts.

It’s taken me a day to process everything from the eye hospital...it felt like such a bad experience, even compared to the other times I’ve faced deafness-related issues.

So, when I arrived, the receptionist couldn’t find me on the system. She sent me to another desk, and that receptionist also couldn’t find me. Eventually, they just told me to sit down. This wasn’t just me; they seemed to be doing the same with everyone, so I’m guessing their computer system was down.

The first person I saw got impatient with me very quickly. I explained I’m deaf, needed her to face me, and couldn’t manage if she added extra instructions mid-test when I couldn’t see her lips. Instead of listening, she snapped at me to "just get on with it."

By this point, my glasses were steaming up—probably from nerves and the pressure of her attitude. I took them off to clean them, but she got cross again and insisted I put them back on. I tried to explain that I couldn’t even see the eye chart with steamed-up glasses, but she wasn’t having it.

Her student came over to help but ended up knocking my cochlear processor off while pushing my glasses back on. Suddenly, I couldn’t hear a thing. As I was trying to reattach the processor’s magnet to my head, the student disconnected it again while still trying to fit my glasses. It was chaos...

I started explaining that it’s not a hearing aid and that the processor must stay connected. Otherwise, I’d need to use my phone to reset the settings. The nurse didn’t seem to care and got even more frustrated. When I finally took out my phone to fix it, she snapped at me for "using my mobile." I tried explaining it’s my remote control for the processor, but she didn’t listen and treated me like I was a nuisance.

When I finally got it reconnected, my glasses steamed up again! I took them off to clean them, and the nurse just lost patience completely, barking at me to "get on with it." By now, I was flustered and stressed, but I somehow managed to finish the test.

The next person I saw wasn’t much better. They showed no understanding of my deafness or cochlear implant, even though I wore my badge stating I’m deaf and lip-read. I also had my hair tied up to make the processor and magnet obvious. I felt like I was wasting their time when, in reality, just a tiny bit of understanding would’ve meant I’d take no longer than a hearing person.

I’ve been going to this hospital for 25 years, and I’ve never experienced such extreme deafness discrimination.

Later, someone else told me I have a cataract in one eye, which I’d suspected. I then saw two ophthalmologists, who confirmed it and discussed an operation. They seemed kind enough but disappeared to consult the main specialist. When the specialist entered, he looked very angry and spoke to me quickly and sharply.

I explained I couldn’t lip-read him at that speed and needed him to slow down. He didn’t care and just repeated himself. I caught some of the words—"it’s very simple"—but couldn’t make out what he was saying. When I finally recognized the words "eye drops," I said, "Yes, I use eye drops."

Out of nowhere, he snapped, "You’re discharged," like he was expelling me! Then he stormed out of the room.

The two ophthalmologists were clearly intimidated—they shrank into their chairs while he spoke and later told me he’s like that with them too. They reassured me that the cataract operation would still go ahead and that the discharge was only from the clinic for my original issue.

Thankfully, the next doctor I saw was much better. He moved the machinery aside when he needed to speak so I could lip-read, which only took a few extra seconds. It was such a relief to feel understood.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t time for a pre-op assessment, so I’ll have to go back in January for that. But at least they measured me for the lens.

By the end, I was completely exhausted—physically, emotionally, and mentally.

What do you think? Am I overreacting? Should I say something formally, or just let it go?

Thanks for reading all this—it’s been a lot for me to process...

Take care.

Hopefully my normal service will be resumed tomorrow...

Creative...a black line drawing put through Kaleider. I quite like it!!!

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No wonder that cup of tea and sit down in the shop was so important in helping you compose yourself for the journey home. The fact that you have 25 years of experience there with which to compare yesterday's treatment shows just how appalling it was and that you are not overreacting. Thank you for sharing the creative. After such a difficult, tiring day yesterday it is good that you still have a creative outlet. Sleep well.
 
ianpspurs said:
No wonder that cup of tea and sit down in the shop was so important in helping you compose yourself for the journey home. The fact that you have 25 years of experience there with which to compare yesterday's treatment shows just how appalling it was and that you are not overreacting. Thank you for sharing the creative. After such a difficult, tiring day yesterday it is good that you still have a creative outlet. Sleep well.
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Thank you very much Ian for your words... I appreciate them ...I must've looked pretty bad or weary.
 
gennepher said:
Fbg today 8.3

I presume the stress of yesterday. And my eating was out of kilter...

No wildlife video today...I have been sleeping...and I am going back to sleep when I have finished my cup of tea.

I wanted to share what happened at the eye hospital yesterday and am interested in your thoughts.

It’s taken me a day to process everything from the eye hospital...it felt like such a bad experience, even compared to the other times I’ve faced deafness-related issues.

So, when I arrived, the receptionist couldn’t find me on the system. She sent me to another desk, and that receptionist also couldn’t find me. Eventually, they just told me to sit down. This wasn’t just me; they seemed to be doing the same with everyone, so I’m guessing their computer system was down.

The first person I saw got impatient with me very quickly. I explained I’m deaf, needed her to face me, and couldn’t manage if she added extra instructions mid-test when I couldn’t see her lips. Instead of listening, she snapped at me to "just get on with it."

By this point, my glasses were steaming up—probably from nerves and the pressure of her attitude. I took them off to clean them, but she got cross again and insisted I put them back on. I tried to explain that I couldn’t even see the eye chart with steamed-up glasses, but she wasn’t having it.

Her student came over to help but ended up knocking my cochlear processor off while pushing my glasses back on. Suddenly, I couldn’t hear a thing. As I was trying to reattach the processor’s magnet to my head, the student disconnected it again while still trying to fit my glasses. It was chaos...

I started explaining that it’s not a hearing aid and that the processor must stay connected. Otherwise, I’d need to use my phone to reset the settings. The nurse didn’t seem to care and got even more frustrated. When I finally took out my phone to fix it, she snapped at me for "using my mobile." I tried explaining it’s my remote control for the processor, but she didn’t listen and treated me like I was a nuisance.

When I finally got it reconnected, my glasses steamed up again! I took them off to clean them, and the nurse just lost patience completely, barking at me to "get on with it." By now, I was flustered and stressed, but I somehow managed to finish the test.

The next person I saw wasn’t much better. They showed no understanding of my deafness or cochlear implant, even though I wore my badge stating I’m deaf and lip-read. I also had my hair tied up to make the processor and magnet obvious. I felt like I was wasting their time when, in reality, just a tiny bit of understanding would’ve meant I’d take no longer than a hearing person.

I’ve been going to this hospital for 25 years, and I’ve never experienced such extreme deafness discrimination.

Later, someone else told me I have a cataract in one eye, which I’d suspected. I then saw two ophthalmologists, who confirmed it and discussed an operation. They seemed kind enough but disappeared to consult the main specialist. When the specialist entered, he looked very angry and spoke to me quickly and sharply.

I explained I couldn’t lip-read him at that speed and needed him to slow down. He didn’t care and just repeated himself. I caught some of the words—"it’s very simple"—but couldn’t make out what he was saying. When I finally recognized the words "eye drops," I said, "Yes, I use eye drops."

Out of nowhere, he snapped, "You’re discharged," like he was expelling me! Then he stormed out of the room.

The two ophthalmologists were clearly intimidated—they shrank into their chairs while he spoke and later told me he’s like that with them too. They reassured me that the cataract operation would still go ahead and that the discharge was only from the clinic for my original issue.

Thankfully, the next doctor I saw was much better. He moved the machinery aside when he needed to speak so I could lip-read, which only took a few extra seconds. It was such a relief to feel understood.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t time for a pre-op assessment, so I’ll have to go back in January for that. But at least they measured me for the lens.

By the end, I was completely exhausted—physically, emotionally, and mentally.

What do you think? Am I overreacting? Should I say something formally, or just let it go?

Thanks for reading all this—it’s been a lot for me to process...

Take care.

Hopefully my normal service will be resumed tomorrow...

Creative...a black line drawing put through Kaleider. I quite like it!!!

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What an awful experience Gennepher! The behaviour of those people should be reported to try to stop them doing the same thing to others in the same situation as you. They need a fair bit of training to amend their attitudes. However, the choice of whether to report it or not is yours. You know best how to deal with things that affect you.
 
Lamont D said:
6.6. This jabbing jabberwocky of a windy, stormy, drab day, lots of rain later.
I would really like to add my gracious appreciation of my situation and the helpful empathetic values of friendship from you lot. @Annb @jjraak @gennepher @dunelm @Krystyna23040 @SlimLizzy @ianpspurs @alf_Josiah , where is John and Derek?I can't express my feelings enough.
The gift for @gennepher is a great example of how we can treat those with a kindness which seems out of whack, with the depiction of modern harshness pervaded by the modern world.
In fact it is quite a common theme around us, if we know how to find it.
And to add more common in an area such as where @gennepher was yesterday, and I do hope you feel better after a good nap.
I'm having a lazy afternoon after a manic morning. Not only the nurse, who arrived promptly , the cleaning, washing, etc. But the arrival of #8. He arrived with the gift of a stick for nanny, which was greeted with pleasure and a giggle, the stick from the local park, was found after a play.
Nanny was awaken for the fourth time in four hours. But the ratbag did put a lovely smile on Mrs L's face.
We had a inspection of every light, every Christmas tune from the ornaments.
Along with the Christmas cartoons, that he could watch at the same time.

I had a terrible sleep, it is my anxiety, of, if I can do everything right before I have an appointment, and how I can get through it. I don't think I ever got an answer from my counsellor. My essential tremor is always worse, getting out of bed trying to avoid it doesn't help. But as always it is a waste of worrying about nothing.
But that is me!
I can't help it!

Six sleeps to go.
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Thank you @Lamont D
I appreciate what you say.
I remember that area from since 1971, and I knew it very well. I lived near there. It has changed very much architecturally over the years... and now the old Royal is coming down by piece by piece. And TJ Hughes is bring gutted, although the architecture remains.
J used to work at TJHughes. It was at his favourite job. It was building Christmas Grottos. J was lent out to the other major department stores in Liverpool to build or work on their grottos or repair or update them. J's father, a Master Mariner, thoroughly disapproved of J's job.

You take care...
 
Annb said:
What an awful experience Gennepher! The behaviour of those people should be reported to try to stop them doing the same thing to others in the same situation as you. They need a fair bit of training to amend their attitudes. However, the choice of whether to report it or not is yours. You know best how to deal with things that affect you.
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Thanks @Annb
Yes, I agree they should but do I have the energy to keep doing this, reporting people even 'just' for further training time and time and time again? I am beginning to despair, and I am getting weary of nothing changing for disabled people and things getting worse and worse.
 
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