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Jan. 12th, 2009 11:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dodontI just wrote a somewhat long but I think well-put letter to my MP, MSP, and all my Councillors. I feel somewhat like I might have done something useful. This productivity (if it counts as productivity) was brought on by a well-meant comment on my facebook which I think was a very flowery "life is beautiful and wonderful, today is great, tomorrow will be great, yay for things" which I had to reply to saying yes there are beautiful things but also to make things better you have to first acknowledge them and then do something about them. I have felt a bit chained due to not knowing how to do the second bit. This is something, at least.
I had quite a nice evening in the end. Helen and Tef came round and we made Healthy Banana and Chocolate Cake, which was delicious and tasted like chocolate-stuffed bananas that you cook in tinfoil on a barbecue. And Celia came and brought delicious Peckhams bread with fennel in it and houmous. And I knitted and played with Tef's Korg thingy on his DS, and generally chilled out and had many cups of tea. It was good. Celia! You left your hat here.
And Steven has been huggy, which is lovely. Lately hugs have been causing pain from shoulder death (we are all of the cripple) so we've both been pretty horribly grumpy. Hugs are good. If I don't get hugs I start to go feral.
Tomorrow, physio, asking about MRIs and re-referral to the Orthopaedic clinic (hopefully not the bloody "sometimes I send people to physio because I don't know what else to do with them" doctor).
I had quite a nice evening in the end. Helen and Tef came round and we made Healthy Banana and Chocolate Cake, which was delicious and tasted like chocolate-stuffed bananas that you cook in tinfoil on a barbecue. And Celia came and brought delicious Peckhams bread with fennel in it and houmous. And I knitted and played with Tef's Korg thingy on his DS, and generally chilled out and had many cups of tea. It was good. Celia! You left your hat here.
And Steven has been huggy, which is lovely. Lately hugs have been causing pain from shoulder death (we are all of the cripple) so we've both been pretty horribly grumpy. Hugs are good. If I don't get hugs I start to go feral.
Tomorrow, physio, asking about MRIs and re-referral to the Orthopaedic clinic (hopefully not the bloody "sometimes I send people to physio because I don't know what else to do with them" doctor).
