Yes indeed, I'm attempting to make some sort of triumphant return to the wonderful world of blogging.
I've been struggling with constant fatigue. Fatigue that lingers around like a bad smell. I've been like this since before Christmas. I knew I needed medical consultation.
Through the wonders of our universal health service, I got my situation coordinated, hopefully for the betterment of my well being. Saw the doctor two Thursdays ago who arranged for me to have three blood tests with the nurse on the Friday. Blood test results were ready last Wednesday. I saw the doctor on Friday to go over my blood test results.
One blog test, sorry, blood test was to check out my liver and kidneys. All was fine with that test. Another test was for my thyroid. All was fine with that test. The third blood test was for my blood sugar levels which were a bit too high.
This means I now have to go on a low-fat, low-sugar diet and see how that goes. In the meantime, I shall be discussing my lifestyle on April 2 with a "Practice" nurse. This has me a little worried because I'd rather see a real nurse. It reminds of the time I was working for a mental health charity. I was introduced to this one lady. I asked her, "What's your job?" She replied, "I'm a complimentary therapist." To which I responded, "Okay then, pay me a compliment!"
I'm having a heck of time with this fatigue. Yet, getting something done about it makes me feel that little less exhausted. I'm grateful for the emails and the private messages on "Farcebook" checking up on how I'm doing. It's most heartening and I'm truly grateful.
During my absence, I still find I've got blogs on the brain. Did I mention I went for a blog test? The test determined I was going to have to reapply for my blog license. This means I'm back to "Learner" blogger status and will be monitored by the watchful eyes of Penny the Jack Russell dog and modest internet superstar!
Somebody asked me for directions the other day. I forgot I wasn't in North America and gave the English dude directions in North American. "Could you please tell me how to get to Stoke on Trent?" he inquired. "Sure thing", I said. "Go four blogs down and make a right turn. Proceed another three blogs and make a sharp left. Then again. considering that Stoke is about eleven miles west of here, you might be better off to Blog Hop onto a bus." Did I mention I still have blogs on the brain?