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"What have you eaten" Parallel Chat

Well done @Antje77 on the goat rehoming trip. I am glad it went well and that the family part of the day was fun too. I know exactly what you mean about enough being social.
I am being glared at by 2 dogs awaiting their walk so I had better do as they say even though I really don't want to go out in the cold and the rain.
 
INCOMING GOAT SPAM!

Three weeks ago one of my two goats suddenly died, so I either had to find the other goat a new friend, or a new house with goats, as he seemed very lonely.
I preferred the latter, but I found out it is very hard to rehome a very friendly and handsome castrated male goat. So I had almost decided to find him a new friend when I thought to pressure my cousin and her family into taking him to keep their 3 female goats and to pigs company. They didn't really want another goat, and a 4 hour drive with a goat was rather daunting too, but in the end we decided it was the best solution if we wanted to be sure he got a good place. :)

I brought him on Christmas eve, and he seemed to enjoy the car ride, looking very interestedly out of the windows and nibbling the cardboard I put in the car!
When we put him in with the other goats and pigs, all the goats were curious and friendly, so I think he'll feel at home in no time!

A surprisingly low carb christmas dinner followed, and way too much wine, we did Christmas karaoke (they are two grownups and four children aged 14 through 20, although one has Down's syndrome and behaves much like a 3 year old) and some dance game where you hold a phone in your hand and have to mimic the movements of a cartoon on the screen, I didn't even know that was possible!
All in all, it was a wonderful day!

Drove back yesterday, very happy to share my christmas dinner only with the dogs and cats, that was quite enough being social to last me for a week! :hilarious:

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Well done on getting your goat to his new home. His new family looks friendly, so I'm sure he'll be comfortable there. Quite an epic trip to get him there though. Glad too that you had a lovely day with your family. If it had been nothing else, it was a chance to be out and about before going back into lockdown.
 
And to complete my trio of posts,..............

This was sent to us by a vicar friend. It tells the story in a very light and musical way. Enjoy!

This made me think about when the eldest grandson was 3. We got a set in Tesco and when grandson assembled it he asked where Joseph was. Checked with Tesco and Joseph just didn't figure at all in the sets. Grandson declared he's fix it. He got Jake the Pirate from one of his toys and declared that Jake will be Joseph so long as decorations are up. Jake became Joseph for a few years at Christmas.
 
Don't do it @Annb ! Once heard it stays with you for ages.

It's allright. My memory is in such a state that I already can't really remember the sound of it. I can only remember the way it looked on the screen and that will fade soon enough. Sometimes it's actually quite useful having and awful short term memory. Sometimes, of course, it's a darned inconvenience.
 
Ah well, we ended up with son and 2 boys here for Christmas DIL tested positive for Covid Christmas Eve. She got the 2nd PCR result back today and definitely positive. Son and grandsons LFT were negative (DIL does close contact work so she always has a supply of LFTs). However, eldest grandson started to wilt early evening. Gave him a dose of Calpol but he just wanted cuddled. Definitely not well this morning but he's downstairs at home now in his dressing gown and slippers getting waited on. Looks like he's got it too. Now beginning to wonder if what we all put down to a really bad cold over tge last couple of weeks was actually Covid. On the plus side, 3 of us would no longer be infectious if it was. The 2 invalids are fine though - just like a bad cold.
 
I mentioned yesterday that I had succumbed to 2 bits of Lindt dark chocolate with sea salt. I've jst checked the ingredients and it's only 47% cocoa solids and more than that of sugar! Plus some milk. Disgusted:arghh::arghh::arghh:.
 
This made me think about when the eldest grandson was 3. We got a set in Tesco and when grandson assembled it he asked where Joseph was. Checked with Tesco and Joseph just didn't figure at all in the sets. Grandson declared he's fix it. He got Jake the Pirate from one of his toys and declared that Jake will be Joseph so long as decorations are up. Jake became Joseph for a few years at Christmas.

He'll go far, with that resourcefulness.
 
The Blue Care nurse has just suggested I use tea bags as a replacement for the charcoal dressing, so we have just put six cups on the wound to try it out. An old bush remedy from years ago apparently.

That’s Interesting. We adopted a stray cat who had a chronic non healing sore in her ‘armpit’ no antibiotics or lotions helped at all. The only thing that made a difference was daily dabbing with old tea bags, a remedy suggested by my neighbour.
 
Now that No 2 son has his own family, his attitude to celebrations has relaxed somewhat. He's not bothered himself but is happy to help others celebrate. Of course, it's a bit different this year because Em has realised that both Father Christmas and the tooth fairy are myths. She still likes to celebrate though.

I've been told the story around Em's enlightenment re the tooth fairy and Father Christmas. Apparently she told her mother that the tooth fairy just didn't make sense. Why would the tooth fairy go all over the world, picking up one tooth at a time and paying for them when teeth would be easily and freely available in every cemetery around the world (and up to 32 at each collection). By the same reasoning, how could Father Christmas get to every child in the world (or even just those who celebrate Christmas) in one night. We all know that there is no such thing as magic so it can't be that. Ergo, it just isn't true.

Her mum acknowledged that both stories were just that - stories, and asked Em if she was angry at being, effectively, lied to. Not at all. She understood that it was just a tradition and similar to any other work of fiction that is produced for children and it had been fun to be part of. But now she is more grown up and doesn't need the stories - as long as she gets paid for the remainder of her milk teeth when they come out!
 
It's just gone noon. So far, only tea and water and I'm not remotely hungry. I am feeling very weak, though and can't stay awake. I know I've eaten very little over the last few days, so maybe that's it but I can't see me eating anything in the near future. Only 3 hours sleep in my first sleep last night - nothing unusual there - but I did go back to bed after an hour and slept for another 4 hours, so I shouldn't be this tired. Also lots of discomfort but not exactly serious pain. I could take Co-codamol to try to deal with it, but that will only make me sleep even more. Not really sure what to do with myself.

It took me the better part of 2 days, but I did manage to get the kitchen fridge cleaned. It's neat and sparkling now. However, there is still the big fridge in the back porch and all the clean washing piled up there to be put away. Actually, I notice that Neil has got fed up waiting and has folded the bedding and towels ready to put away, but hasn't touched the basket with my clothes in. So, there's a job I should be getting on with, when I can muster the energy. Maybe that's what I should do with myself - give myself a kick....and just get on with things.
 
I've been told the story around Em's enlightenment re the tooth fairy and Father Christmas. Apparently she told her mother that the tooth fairy just didn't make sense. Why would the tooth fairy go all over the world, picking up one tooth at a time and paying for them when teeth would be easily and freely available in every cemetery around the world (and up to 32 at each collection). By the same reasoning, how could Father Christmas get to every child in the world (or even just those who celebrate Christmas) in one night. We all know that there is no such thing as magic so it can't be that. Ergo, it just isn't true.

Her mum acknowledged that both stories were just that - stories, and asked Em if she was angry at being, effectively, lied to. Not at all. She understood that it was just a tradition and similar to any other work of fiction that is produced for children and it had been fun to be part of. But now she is more grown up and doesn't need the stories - as long as she gets paid for the remainder of her milk teeth when they come out!
That girl is going to go far!
 
Eldest grandson was covid +ve. Covid or no covid, I ended up going to their house on Boxing Day as DIL got in a bit if a flap. Wee guy was confused, which I reckon came down to partly waking from a sleep and partly high temperature. I told DIL to call NHS24 while I headed along with a thermometer. She was in a worse state when I got there as the waiting time for NHS24 was minimum 1 hour! You had to sit on the phone and wait for 1 hour just to get the chance to speak to someone . Oh for the days you could call the GP surgery and someone was on call. The reason DIL was so worried was because what we thought was a bad cold with son/her Hubby 5 years ago ended up with him in ICU with flu/pneumonia/sepsis. 10 days in an induced coma was very stressful.
Anyway, calmed her with the facts that grandson had been having pulsing fevers and it was now coming down. It was still 99.8 but he was lucid, no aches or pains, no sickness, no cough, chest clear and the fever seemed to have broken. By this time I had him sipping water. I left the thermometer (one of these infrared ones) which ket them check his temperature during the night without disturbing him. He was fine next day - fever had done its job. So covid for them was 3 days for DIL , 1 day for grandson. I'm more convinced now we all had it in recent weeks.
 
I should add all this was going on while I had injured the middle, index and thumb on my left hand with a carving knife. Middle and thumb were not bad. Index is a different story! Well taped up, hand in air and blood still dripping! It's in an awkward place and I keep bumping it and it opens up again. Keep singing Three Blind Mice
 
@maglil55, that's a very awkward place to have a cut. Even worse if you are left handed. But even if you are right handed, you still need an operational left hand to hold things while you work with your right hand. I wouldn't be surprised if what you had, and thought was just a bad cold, was another variety of covid. I suspect that DIL had the same thing. She was using lateral flow tests at the time, but they are less reliable if you already have symptoms and she tested negative each time.

Neil had a letter inviting him to have a 4th vaccination and was puzzled but he hadn't heard that people with compromised immune systems were being offered a further jab. His appointment is for tomorrow.

11 am. Just had a fried egg and a slice of toast. Trying to get back to a fairly normal pattern of eating. Still feeling very weak and aching. Trying to do some housework today so have so far sorted out my bedroom, done a little bit of washing, cleaned the bathrooms, then collapsed into a chair. That's about my lot today. I'm expecting my cleaner to come to do my floors today - that's always an impetus to do a little bit myself. That's because I'm still embarrassed at not being able to do my own floors and needing help.
 
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