Get off your horse and drink your milk

I want to start by saying I had a great weekend, I really did for all sorts of reasons.

It was not just the company I was in, and John is lovely, it was also the company I spoke to and met that made it special.

But, back a little … I found out on Friday what I suspected for a while, it seems I do have arthritis and it is more a case of finding out what type than ‘if’. What I know for a fact it is that my joints have been really quite painful even with the pain killers.

On Saturday I got to ride a horse thanks to John. It was one of the scariest things I have ever done. It may actually be ranking way up there with the scariest thing I have ever done and I can’t even remember what that was!

Why was it scary? Hmm, difficult to answer really. True, Benji was big, s shire cross (picture included) but I had kind of made my mind up that the worst that could happen was me falling off and the worst that could do was kill me so not so terrible (just kidding). No, what was really scaring me was not being in control. It was Martyn that commented to me about my tendency to be a control freak and he did me a real favour because he’s totally right, I am and I hate it. I don’t mean to be, I thick it is my defence mechanism, be in control and no one can hurt me. Well, when it came to control and who had it, Benji won by a short leg or a dog’s bullock or a bee’s kneecap, I don’t really know the right term. There was no way if he decided to do his own thing I was going to be able to stop him. To make matters worse, he had this habit of throwing his head around. Each movement caused me no end of pain in my shoulders, my right hand in particular was very painful within minutes, by the time I got off, it was almost unbearable pain. When we got back to the yard he decided it was feed time and that meant, nose down in a bucket of grub with me leaning backwards unable to reach the reins and then Benji picking a fight with the horse who’s feed it was! I was so relieved to get off that horse it was unreal.

It may seem like I regretted the ride but that isn’t the case, I really am glad I did it. I won’t want to do it again but it was on my list of things to do and it’s done and I know for sure now it is not for me.

One of my friends has issues and was calling John. It’s really very sad because if he could know what us older than him know, he would be really upbeat and looking forward to life but it is so easy when young to not be able to trust what you are told. It is not until he experiences more of life and, more important, more people that he will get to learn that the world is a huge place and there are thousands of guys out there that are just right for us, we just need to find them.

Good to meet Steve again, shame he was feeling rough but hopefully it will clear up quite quickly.

Now, I really must call Robin … Oh, and M, can you text me, let me know you got home OK? Thank you 🙂

Get off your horse and drink your milk

I want to start by saying I had a great weekend, I really did for all sorts of reasons.

It was not just the company I was in, and John is lovely, it was also the company I spoke to and met that made it special.

But, back a little … I found out on Friday what I suspected for a while, it seems I do have arthritis and it is more a case of finding out what type than ‘if’. What I know for a fact it is that my joints have been really quite painful even with the pain killers.

On Saturday I got to ride a horse thanks to John. It was one of the scariest things I have ever done. It may actually be ranking way up there with the scariest thing I have ever done and I can’t even remember what that was!

Why was it scary? Hmm, difficult to answer really. True, Benji was big, s shire cross (picture included) but I had kind of made my mind up that the worst that could happen was me falling off and the worst that could do was kill me so not so terrible (just kidding). No, what was really scaring me was not being in control. It was Martyn that commented to me about my tendency to be a control freak and he did me a real favour because he’s totally right, I am and I hate it. I don’t mean to be, I thick it is my defence mechanism, be in control and no one can hurt me. Well, when it came to control and who had it, Benji won by a short leg or a dog’s bullock or a bee’s kneecap, I don’t really know the right term. There was no way if he decided to do his own thing I was going to be able to stop him. To make matters worse, he had this habit of throwing his head around. Each movement caused me no end of pain in my shoulders, my right hand in particular was very painful within minutes, by the time I got off, it was almost unbearable pain. When we got back to the yard he decided it was feed time and that meant, nose down in a bucket of grub with me leaning backwards unable to reach the reins and then Benji picking a fight with the horse who’s feed it was! I was so relieved to get off that horse it was unreal.

It may seem like I regretted the ride but that isn’t the case, I really am glad I did it. I won’t want to do it again but it was on my list of things to do and it’s done and I know for sure now it is not for me.

One of my friends has issues and was calling John. It’s really very sad because if he could know what us older than him know, he would be really upbeat and looking forward to life but it is so easy when young to not be able to trust what you are told. It is not until he experiences more of life and, more important, more people that he will get to learn that the world is a huge place and there are thousands of guys out there that are just right for us, we just need to find them.

Good to meet Steve again, shame he was feeling rough but hopefully it will clear up quite quickly.

Now, I really must call Robin … Oh, and M, can you text me, let me know you got home OK? Thank you 🙂

Catch up time

Finally managed to get my car booked into be repaired for the damage that Autoglass caused, the insurers are paying for that. Autoglass told the insurers they were going to offer me £25 for it but retracted their offer so I need to speak to them again next week.

Did manage to get the refuse department to do a review of our waste needs and we may get a larger wheelie bin. I have also got them to deal seperately with Jermaine’s medical waste so that doesn’t get added to the normal rubbish.

I tried to get myself booked into the GUM clinic but they don’t have any appointments this year so I have to call them again early next year. I don’t think I have anything wrong with me at all but I just want to get checked out to be sure on the off chance that I either meet Mr Right or that he decides he is and I am, (whatever). Well, I want to be certain I am clear.

My joints are still causing me problems, nothing I can’t cope with and work through but clearly not right but I am seeing the doc tomorrow, hopefully I may know more then but I suspect he is going to do no more than to say something about my age and reluctantly refer me to someone else.

Got my new gadget yesterday, an IPaq HW6515 which is an all in one device of GPS, PDA, camera and phone.

Social Services (the SS) are still causing me grief (when do they not?) It appears that despite this place in Kettering being totally unsuitable they want to proceed with an assessment anyway along with another place run by Mencap in Wellingborough. Both have the same problem, no medical provision but the SS still think they can make the situation workable. In the meantime it means extra delays on the Chalfont which could result in us losing the possible placement there.

Had a meeting this morning, a complaint meeting with an independent investigator to sort out the whole SS issue. It won’t come quickly enough to solve anything for us but just maybe we can resolve the bad practises within the SS team that cause this sort of thing to happen in the first place.

Without going into detail, I am concerned about Robin. He is going through a bad time right now, one of those ‘everything happening at once’ times that we get and it’s really difficult for me to give him advice asking him to hold fire for a while when I know he wants things sorted now. Holding off on some things is all he can do to try and save yet more bother in the future. I cannot promise him that the problems will go away but I am doing the best I can to make it easier for now.

Spoke to Martyn last night, he was unusually on MSN. I had to go to bed at some point to get some sleep else I’d have been no use in this mornings meeting but I would have loved to have stayed up chatting longer, I just love talking to someone that knows me and is intelligent. Robin, you are too honey but in a totally different way.

Right, it’s nearly 2 and I am supposed to be doing some stuff, I know I am even if I can’t remember what it is just yet!

Catch up time

Finally managed to get my car booked into be repaired for the damage that Autoglass caused, the insurers are paying for that. Autoglass told the insurers they were going to offer me £25 for it but retracted their offer so I need to speak to them again next week.

Did manage to get the refuse department to do a review of our waste needs and we may get a larger wheelie bin. I have also got them to deal seperately with Jermaine’s medical waste so that doesn’t get added to the normal rubbish.

I tried to get myself booked into the GUM clinic but they don’t have any appointments this year so I have to call them again early next year. I don’t think I have anything wrong with me at all but I just want to get checked out to be sure on the off chance that I either meet Mr Right or that he decides he is and I am, (whatever). Well, I want to be certain I am clear.

My joints are still causing me problems, nothing I can’t cope with and work through but clearly not right but I am seeing the doc tomorrow, hopefully I may know more then but I suspect he is going to do no more than to say something about my age and reluctantly refer me to someone else.

Got my new gadget yesterday, an IPaq HW6515 which is an all in one device of GPS, PDA, camera and phone.

Social Services (the SS) are still causing me grief (when do they not?) It appears that despite this place in Kettering being totally unsuitable they want to proceed with an assessment anyway along with another place run by Mencap in Wellingborough. Both have the same problem, no medical provision but the SS still think they can make the situation workable. In the meantime it means extra delays on the Chalfont which could result in us losing the possible placement there.

Had a meeting this morning, a complaint meeting with an independent investigator to sort out the whole SS issue. It won’t come quickly enough to solve anything for us but just maybe we can resolve the bad practises within the SS team that cause this sort of thing to happen in the first place.

Without going into detail, I am concerned about Robin. He is going through a bad time right now, one of those ‘everything happening at once’ times that we get and it’s really difficult for me to give him advice asking him to hold fire for a while when I know he wants things sorted now. Holding off on some things is all he can do to try and save yet more bother in the future. I cannot promise him that the problems will go away but I am doing the best I can to make it easier for now.

Spoke to Martyn last night, he was unusually on MSN. I had to go to bed at some point to get some sleep else I’d have been no use in this mornings meeting but I would have loved to have stayed up chatting longer, I just love talking to someone that knows me and is intelligent. Robin, you are too honey but in a totally different way.

Right, it’s nearly 2 and I am supposed to be doing some stuff, I know I am even if I can’t remember what it is just yet!