A better day

I popped to lidl first thing this morning to top up stores as wasn't sure I'd feel up to it after drs - its amazing what you can get into a trolley in 15 minutes. Think I might try that again sometime.

Dr (new Dr - the one that came out Christmas Eve) is awesome. I can see why there is a huge photo of dr and his bride in a beautiful newlyweds kiss pose on a tropical beach strategically placed on his desk screaming to all happily married. They look made for each other. He is incredibly funny with the enthusiasm of a puppy but the talk of an alpha male... But the really really lovely thing about the best dr in the world is - his ability to write prescriptions for diazepam and six to eight weeks of physio.

I had a fabulous nights sleep totally undisturbed and didn't wake til 6am which is most unlike me. When i woke i knew i already felt so much better than the last two days. Then to have hero doc tell me I have been doing all the right things (apart from doing Britney impressions, driving and going to the stables, oh and food shopping washing and cutting hedges) I have done really well and it's progressing well it could have healed quicker but it seems the technical term is I've done it good n proper.

I just need to be more patient, less stupid and do as I'm told it seems by mid to end of march I will feel much better although potentially will be aware of this weakness now for life.

Dr quickly binned his diagram he had drawn in the tissue on the bed - for anyone reading this for future ref if you incurr a back problem and become immediately incontinent or have a problem peeing or poohing you should bypass your dr and go straight to hospital oh of incurr any numbness or pins and needles - as I had answered yes to the latter he drew a diagram to ascertain for sure we were talking about the same areas - his sketch of two legs a bum hoop and fandango were quite giggleworthy although he did get his own back by prodding on a particularly painful disc and I do admit mother I said the f word which he found most amusing.

You know you are middle aged when you know full well the dr is at least 8 years younger than you.

Also isn't it funny the debate you have with yourself about what type of pants are acceptable to wear to the drs if you know there's a chance you might have to strip.

Not blatant sexy nor party pants are acceptable but neither would you want to wear your Monday to Friday day ones - for the record I had on black spotty ones with lace trim. Which has made me now sit and think I might sort through underwear drawer tomorrow and bin all grim pantaloons and go stock up on some cheeky little numbers at the weekend to cheer my fabulous husband up after his weekend away. I don't know why but every couple of years you have to take a long hard look at your pants drawer and sling anything you would not be proud to be found wearing if you're mis fortunate enough to be knocked down by a bus, of put your back out. Yes new dating pants are in order and old dating pants can move down the line to every day pants. Everyday pants can go to bin heaven.

Dr is quite possibly (well hopefully) the only man other than my husband to see me in pants so I guess I should make sure my man gets to see a better pair than dr stranger. Yes new pants shopping this weekend. That will give me something to do.

Pant etiquette.

Popped into waitrose after drs to balance daring to be a proud lidl shopper (that and they only sell the paste I needed there - secret curry ingredient)

Well when I got home I was quite over excited by drs diagnosis and whilst hugging prescription drugs merrily phoned husband and mom go give news update.

I then stuffed my face with Sharon fruit cheese n oat cakes and cuddled my pooches. Then I made a home made curry n chucked it in the slow cooker and went to bed for a few hours. Apparently the ridiculous sleeping and exhaustion is the chemical produced when the body incurs stress it sort of shuts down to let the energy go to the area that needs repairing.

I slept on and off all afternoon. The curry was awesome for a first attempt in the slow cooker. I had rather a lot too much though.

Husband has just phoned up to check on me as instructed. I took my diazepam half an hour ago and I get a bit nervous taking tablets so he was checking I am ok.

Which I am. Very ok and quite happy and relaxed infact THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE to how I have been the last two days.

I hope my lovely man liked his curry I made specially for him it's a subliminal apology for being a grumpy moo. Today's picci is of the fireplace he is continuing to uncover. I am pleased to say tonight he has tidied and hoovered rather thank make more mess. I think he's going a grand job.

Night all
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