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What was your fasting blood glucose? (full on chat)

Loving these kaleidoscopes.
 
Thanks for the poem Ian. It reminds me that I must revisit Thos Hardy. Oddly enough I was watching a repeat of "Escape to the Country" earlier and the house-hunt was in Wessex. They showed the monument to Admiral Hardy and explained that although this was Thos Hardy country, the memorial was not to him. Pointers to the fact that I should try to find some of the work of Hardy among my books. There should be something there - unless Neil has it among his, which is always a possibility.

DIL is, apparently, not feeling so bright today. She is on morphine and that's depressing her spirits a bit. She is also NOT on the cocktail of drugs she has become used to over the last few months, since the trouble in her neck developed. I suppose she became rather too used to them. But she is a bright and resilient soul and I'm sure this experience won't hold her down for long.
 
Here's hoping that the vit D is what you need to pick up your general health and happiness. It wouldn't be surprising, especially after the year the world has had and its impact on all our lives.
 
Do you know what your Vit D level is? @SlimLizzy
 
When Helen was doing Hardy in English lit O level we took the two of them to Hardy's cottage in Dorset whilst at the New Forest.

I seem to recall it was Little Bockhampton?
If my memory can go back that far.
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Thanks for that @jjraak
 
I'm not happy with any exclusive doctrine. As humans we have a huge capacity for seeing only the bits of various teachings of various philosophies that we want to see. Calvinist thought and the influence of John Knox were 2 of the moving characters that influenced the Scottish psyche and politics over the last 500-600 years, but I think the early Celtic Christians laid the foundation of the willingness to reform the Church then, and later. Not that I have anything against Celtic Christians and their ideas of a simple form of worship. It just suited the people's mindsets, which is still similar today. However, it has led the Scots into fiercely simplistic ideas, in some cases and caused that exclusivity that causes me to be uncomfortable.
 
When Helen was doing Hardy in English lit O level we took the two of them to Hardy's cottage in Dorset whilst at the New Forest.

I seem to recall it was Little Bockhampton?
If my memory can go back that far.
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This may redress the balance in Hardy's favour. Probably best not to read the poem Drummer Hodge however true it may be.
 
This may redress the balance in Hardy's favour. Probably best not to read the poem Drummer Hodge however true it may be.
Sorry, Ian, but what's wrong with "Drummer Hodge"? It's closer to my kind of poem than most of what I have read of Hardy so far. But then, I am a fan of many of the accepted "war poets". I have to admit that, about the age of 14, I read the words "If I should die, think only this of me, that there is a corner of a foreign field that is forever, England." It was inscribed on a plaque at Penshurst Place, in Kent. I was touched and it seemed to bridge the gap between works glorifying war and works explaining how inglorious war can be.
 
Being from a small country village and having a relative killed in WW1 and buried in France that poem always resonated. It wasn't the haunting content that I wanted to sanitise. My thinking was that if people found Jude the Obscure depressing Drummer Hodge wouldn't re-balance things. Some of his short stories are bleak e.g. The withered arm (available online) - ghost stories were some odd kind of Victorian Christmas tradition.
 
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Good afternoon Ladies and Gentleman. Sorry to many posts to catch up on, so, hugs, chuckles and out right bolshiness if required.

Blood sugars this morning were 5.0 what they were the previous few days I can’t remember and I just don’t care either.

Ah the speed of dark, another of science’s unknowns like light, since nobody really understands light, but apparently can split it ( thanks to Pink Floyd) Really, the question about dark matter is, is dark matter hot or cold. Question why is dark matter called dark matter.

Mrs J is festooning the lounge with Xmas stuff and my task is many fold. Along the lines of hurry up and wait.

Well now it’s that time again. Yep time to look busy so I can avoid a task or several.

Stay safe all, stay warm and avoid media driven enquiries.

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Foot and hand note doctors and physicists ( I can’t say about chemists) really don’t like admitting they just don’t know.
 
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Somewhere in this house, there is a copy of "the Withered Arm" but I'm not sure where it is. Must sort these books out and I will get around to it one of these days, but there are more important things to sort out first.

I don't think any of our family were killed actually in WW1 but my grandfather was gassed in 1916 and suffered from that for the rest of his life (until 1946). So, it was injury in that war that killed him in the end. Perhaps that is why I always knew that there was nothing glorious in war.
 
Once again, I am grateful for your wisdom, O, wise one.
Cheers mate, considerate and thoughtful words, that actually do make a lot of sense.
My dad wouldn't discuss his feelings, or about his military service in Burma.
I knew he had nightmares, but the only outlet was others who shared similar circumstances.
Obviously, I could never imagine what it was like, but I do wish that he could have assured me, that he was coping. I did meet someone, that was in Burma, and of course I asked.
He said, imagine, the worst it could be, for you. Then imagine it being worse, then imagine it being hot and humid and wet and everything covered in slime. Then it you can imagine that. It's a lot more worse than that. Hungry, tired, sweating, insects, everything damp, but the worst was the fear. Then actually fighting the Japanese. You too would have nightmares! He then said afterwards. Your dad won't talk, majority of those who fought in Burma won't, so please don't ask. It would be too hard on him.

I am feeling more like myself today and in a better mood.
Thanks @jjraak.

6.2 this freezing Friday, sorry, Mrs L hasn't caught up with how the days work.
Gotta find one of those daily calendars, you rip the date off, and place it on mantelpiece. It will help with the other post it notes littered around.
Chores and shopping done twice, cos Mrs L fancied a small tin loaf for toast, after I had already been for her and grandkids treats at the bakers.
No footie today.
But keeping an eye on results.
Was gonna start on outside lights, but after getting permission from Mrs L, it has been postponed till warmer climes occur, okay, midweek! Then chrimbo tree and her ornaments!

Mrs L having a nap, so I'm off to finish washing and start the cooking for tea.

Best wishes to you all as always.
 
Thank you @ianpspurs
 
I always knew that there was nothing glorious in war.
To slightly mis quote professor Issac Asimov
“ Violence is the last resort of the incompetent “

Or perhaps it’s incontinent or both and also Pink Floyd’s narrated by professor Steven Hawkins “ Keep Talking “
 
You mean it doesn't happen if we don't see it.
Like if a tree falls in a wood it doesn't happen if it's not seen!
Don't know!
Who knows.
Other than the clock or sun, how do you know the time?
As I get older time gets faster.
As a kid, summer days went on forever.
I often say to myself, how did it get to teatime?
When you go back to where you once lived. When did that get built or when was that demolished? ohh! It looks better now! Etc.
And it has been quite a while since Mrs L celebrated her 30th birthday, but it happens every year!
I once bought a birthday card with that on. I regretted it!
The illusion of time is indeed conceptual. Ha!
 
You must be quite low in vit D for such a megadose. Wondering if that is going to be monthly or even weekly until your levels improve. Whatever it may be, I hope that it does the trick for you. All the best with fieldgate and sure that your company will be appreciated.
 
Thanks @gennepher , really appreciate the support.
My first thought when you mentioned your lip reading, and described your eyes are you ears!
Literally, ears where your eyes should be and vice versa?
Not going to get that picture out of my head.
One of my nicknames was Mr potato head, that was my second thought. Ha!

I had a young lad in my team in the car factory, deaf and dumb. I did have to learn rudimentary sign language, but a pen and paper was always handy. He was a very good worker and a joy to be with!

It's 3pm, it's minus three, and it's raining! Not quite sleet, not snow but freezing rain! If it goes colder (eh!) tonight it will be like a skating rink. You would think we were in Snowdonia!
 
Very kaleidoscopic!
 
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