Deirdre Geraghty

I keep my cats out of the spare room as  much as possible for the sake of anyone who might stay over but I allow Lily to look out of it’s window whilst I am on my exercise bike. Yesterday, when I had finished I checked the room and looked under the bed, all clear, so I shut the door and went downstairs. My friend popped in for a cuppa and then ‘transport plus’ arrived to take me to the dentist. I was out for about an hour and then I popped to the shop. It wasn’t until I returned that I heard scratching coming from upstairs. Lily had been locked in. This morning I see that all of the carpet around the door is completely ruined.

An engineer called and replaced the faulty light fittings. The following day another engineer called and serviced the boiler. The chiropodist came and then I saw my GP and firstly she is sending me for a load of blood tests and then she wants me back for a memory test. No idea how that will go. What a week!

It has been a busy week. Starting on Saturday when my internet was down. After waiting for an hour I thought I should make sure the fault wasn’t at my end and so instead of turning it all off for ten minutes I took all the wires out of the back of the monitor. What I did that for I don’t know. Of course, I couldn’t get the wires back in and had to call on my friends Zoe and then John to put it all back together for me thankfully. Then my light bulb in the dining room had died again. When I tried to change it the lampshade fell off and then the new light bulb blew in 30 seconds. The rest of the week followed in the same fashion.

I was grooming my two ragdoll cats. They come to me each morning when I am brushing my own hair and, again, they come t me now and then throughout the day. They don’t like traditional cat brushes so I use one of my old hair brushes. Anyway, whilst brushing Molly I was thinking of dogs being brushed at dog shows and the pandemonium there would be if you tried to hold a cat show. Cats aren’t obedient like dogs and would never sit still in a room full of other cats. What a nightmare!

I have been telling myself that I have improved lately now I am on my pension and not stressed by government employees inviting me to an interview to discuss returning to work. I knew that it was enough for me just to manage everyday living and I would be ill again if I attempted anything else. That was also the opinion of my psychiatrist and my GP. Anyway, I have been put on the spot recently and discovered my mind still goes blank when I am questioned about things. It is a horrible feeling when you can’t think things through. I have also found that I no longer know what many words mean anymore. So I have made an appointment to talk to my GP in case it is no longer my schizophrenia but the onset of something else.

I have been living in jeans for so many years but then I bought a pair of trousers from Marks and Spencer and didn’t realize until I got them home that the pockets were fake pockets. No pockets is bad enough but fake pockets is even worse. Nobody would dream of selling a pair of trousers with no pockets to a man – it just wouldn’t happen. I need pockets for my door keys etc. I did return the trousers for a different pair and I made sure the pockets were real this time. Since then I have bought a pair of trousers from a catalogue and, again, no pockets. I don’t believe it! What’s going on!

Why is it the smallest little thing can cause a person so much grief? I have two small ulcers in my mouth which are rubbed by my denture. The best thing to do is leave the thing out and use the relevant gel but I am too proud to be in the company of others without it. At least I am home!

We are having a family get together soon and I will be able to see my siblings that I haven’t seen for years. We are all getting together including my brother and is wife who live in Australia. I had intended trying to lose some weight before then but I keep giving in and eating stuff that I shouldn’t and as I haven’t been able to do my walk that has made it even worse. Perhaps the weather will stay ice so I can go for my walk.

The sun has come out today. It has been so cold and raining and miserable and I have been sitting on my sofa with several layers on trying to keep warm and unable to do my daily walk. My two cats – Molly and Lily – haven’t been going out neither. So, if it wasn’t for the fact that I am waiting in for a parcel, I would have been able to do my walk today.

I went for my physio appointment on my shoulder and the physiotherapist was so happy with me that she has put me on “SOS”. It just goes to show that if you do your physio exercises every day you will have good results. Anyway, what it means is that I don’t have to make another appointment unless I have problems and if a month goes by without an appointment she will discharge me.