I can't think of anything I want to talk about. How unlike me. I thought I'd put a new post up just in case people thought I was trapped under a heavy wardrobe or had suffered a repeat subluxation (how I love medical terms) or was off shagging somewhere.
To summarise the weeks events -
First week of full time work since Shouldergate. Much adulation from various members of the medical staff who have missed me. It was like coming back from holiday. Various opinions from the orthopaedic fraternity. As for me, I was over it by Wednesday. The highlight of my working week was looking after a concentration camp survivor. She was born in Poland and left in 1945. I can't imagine how a child survived all that. I've looked after a few camp survivors in my time and I've always found them to be positive people. I guess when you've been through what they have every day is a blessing. It's always upsetting to see the tattoos but the ones I've talked to about it say that they keep the number so people can't say it didn't happen.
Nothing on the social scene at all. Not even a cheeky one after work. My great aunt Lil had a better social life than me when she was ninety.
No shopping purchases. This in itself is enough to make me feel faint and certainly wasn't for the lack of trying.
One babysitting session which consisted of eating chops and chips with a three year old followed by supervised teeth brushing then having my evenings viewing interrupted by walking a nine month baby around for an hour. He's teething. It wasn't pretty.
Three hours of exercise today at some Pilates introduction thingy. I've got aches and pains where I didn't even know I had muscles. Actually, I probably don't have muscles there, just lard.
There was something I wanted to have a rant about but I'm buggered if I know what it was. I strongly suspect it had something to do with the forthcoming visit of the Pope. Then again it might have been public transport. Who knows? I don't.
So.......just talk amongst yourselves for a bit. I'll be back with a whinge before you know it.