Whoosh

[nedd]

What I want to know is where has my whoosh gone when I send an email.

I never realised till it disappeared how much it cheered me up.

A bit like bits of me that are subsumed by pain.

I have just updated my address book. It has been a wake up call to review my life, I have let so many people and so many things disappear.

Whoosh

[teadrinker]

Thought we'd not seen much of you on here lately. I've missed your little insights and your sense of humour.

Welcome back, and don't let you-know-what grind you down.

[nedd]

Thanks for your words of encouragement.

Do you listen to Radio4? Next week Inside Health is doing a piece on Trigeminal neuralgia? Probably won't offer any new insights but you never know.

[superannie in reply to nedd]

Thanks nedd, I will tune in, I listen to radio 4 a lot, Ann

[nedd in reply to superannie]

What would we do without radio. The habit started with listen with mother, they must have had music on with it because I remember waiting in joyous anticipation for the "Sugar Plumb Fairy".

[superannie]

I remember when there was no tv and I loved the radio. I don't watch much telly, the last two weekends I have not put it on at all. Am also an avid reader, my morning ritual is to take the meds and lose myself in a book, takes the mind of pain. If I didn't have radio 4 my husband would not get fed, sees me through the cooking process! Have a good day, Ann.

[nedd]

Books. If I do nothing else at work but nurture a love of books in the children. I will be happy. What are you reading? I have a Kate Atkinson on the go. Life after Life. I nearly gave up with it but am so glad I carried on. I figure life is too short to waste time on a book the does't grab within the 1st 50 pages. I will often read the end to see if it's worth it.

Do you listen to radio 2? I got into it via a lovely old lady of 95. I am listen to old songs from 1962 with Tony Blackburn. I was 7 when they first danced out of the radio. It has become a bit of a ritual on a Saturday if I am about. Even man about the house hums along. Just heard an Akers Bilk piece now that is a name from the deep dark past. With eyes shut I can sometimes float along with the pain listening to music. And I do have the good fortune of being mobile and can be seen bopping, all be it stiffly, around the living room.

May the sun be shining over you.

Ned