Tough times are here chez CB.
Had a letter from the Department for Work and Pensions (UK). No disability allowance for me.
To be fair, I don't consider myself disabled, but .... well lets put it like this.
My hands are swollen like two balloons. (pink floyd reference!) I can't cook (i haven't cooked myself a meal in months), I cannot do a zip, I cannot put my own shoes on, I cannot go out, because if I do, I cannot close the [beep!] front door, and if I do, I cannot use a key to get back in again.....
Because I cannot eat particularly, we've reached the stupid position that my trousers fall down, my weight having nosedived. I cannot use a belt, because ... well, see the shoes issue.
This surgery has absolutely kicked the living daylights out of me.
My morale is still high. It always will be. I have my music, my family, and best of the lot, my wife.
But I am wondering what life will be like when I no longer want to go out.
Its not the visible difference that is the problem here. Its the after effects off surgery.... and the screwed up position it has left me in.
I had cancer. I can't tell people now I have cancer, it was successfully removed. So we think I am now (thankfully) cancer free. But we still have all the expense and hassle and stress of Doctprs treating me though as I do still have cancer, but they cannot call it cancer free. Limbo. I am no longer either cancerous or cancer free. All I'm told is there is help available to those with cancer, Except I qualify for absolutely no of it. I'm on my own. FFS.
I thought about this today, after hearing (for the first time in ages), that Police tune "Message in a bottle"....
"I'll send a SOS to the world..."
"I'll send a SOS to the world..."
"I'll send a SOS to the world..."
"i hope that someone gets my ..."
"MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE!"'
I've been sending messages in bottles for ages. And knowing the world is out there is just sooo cool. so....
Keep talking!
We'll figure some of this out, but I have to say, to politicians of either party in the UK, the benefit system is stuffed. sort it out please!
bad day rant over. sorry folks!
CBx