I’m still suffering ongoing tiredness and fatigue issues since March. Annoying.
That describes our last visit to Morecambe.
But fair.
Great Yarmouth and Skegness are along the same lines.
I’ve never been to Skeggie. But I was quite surprised that Llandudno was still quite interesting given the surfeit of decent seaside resorts.
Llandudno is nice. Rhyl on the other hand.
I’ll bet, Jack . Is it improving ? Did you hear this, fronted by Adam Rutherford, who’s suffering from it too
VB
Not really
Could definitely be accurately described as unhinged.
and not just Parliamentarily
I’ll check if out thanks, no it’s not really improving i’m just living with it. A friend caught it from me and almost lost him, hospitalised etc. My Uncle died 2 weeks back from it. Still that said I don’t think it’s as bad/worth the reorganisation of life as is. The added level of pressure and depression people are suffering is massive. We know of 3 people in our age group who have committed suicide in Malvern since lockdown and another who died yesterday from literally drinking himself to death just yesterday the poor fucker.
Or Pwllheli
Feck, really sorry to hear that.
If is what it is hey. Life’s tougher for many ‘average’ people but it’s not like we are living through the blitz. People just need to focus on the good stuff, for me my kids are healthy, my other half lets me squeeze her boobs.
we’ve been suffering you since 2003.
Get well soon
PS is that SUT still for sale?
Sold it on eBay ages ago.
So somebody else hasn’t got it for sale now?
Feeling pretty shit all told. The lockdown isn’t much of an issue, but US election results and the fact that the wife’s latest treatment seem to be going the wrong way is leaving me in a significant funk, and it’s way more than my current medication levels can withstand.
Not much positivity in Expat Manor either.
Family shit has ramped up of late. Narelle feeling more detached than ever. She even broke down at the pub yesterday.
My anxiety levels are through the roof; Concerned for Narelle, my Brother in Law is losing his battle with cancer, the country is fucked, our finances are struggling since Lockdown I and as a consequence my retirement has been put back by (at least) 4 years, and I can’t see things improving post-Brexit.
Pretty dark here.
It is Wednesday of chemo week here which is the low point of the week. Tomorrow is MRI and some tests, Friday is treatment and meeting with the oncologist.
I could have done without the email that arrived about 40 minutes ago to remind me I’m in the shielding group and therefore should read this:
For some reason this has just pissed me off no end…no idea why so I’ll whinge about it here rather than annoying Jackie and the kids.
Fuuuuuuuuuuck, I could use a cold and very alcoholic drink now.