Felix our longest resident stray cat has not showed for a couple of weeks now. The last time I saw him he was pretty beaten up with extra open wounds to his face. The vet thought he had feline AIDS and he has been through the wringer. It seems to me that Felix has had his last dinner and gone off somewhere to die.
Bibi our formally adoptive indoor stray caught two birds yesterday and proceeded to eat them a few feet from my desk. This on top on her normal dinner. BiBi in rugby terms has a front row physique and does not jump like a ninja. Anyway she seems to have lost a lot of her fear and anxiety.
Gandalf the newest arrival, the grey and white, has been a bit confused without Felix. Of late she has been increasingly domestic-ish looking for a cwtch perhaps. When she first arrived, she was more tame. Life with Felix made her more wild. Now he has gone she seeks us humans more. I think she may be angling to come indoors.
The swallows are now fledging their second brood of what looks like five chicks in the “corridor” by the back door. That is ten chicks this summer. We should be able to finally power wash the guano off soon.
The frequency of medical appointments and test results has slowed. I am due the result of my sleep apnoea test still. My guess is that most of the threads are going to be dropped with no action. The UK private rheumatologist recommendations for the osteoporosis problem are probably a bit too fancy. The high haemoglobin, haematocrit and ferritin will probably just be noted. I will probably not get tested for myeloproliferative neoplasm via JAK 2 genetics. They will test liver function next spring. I may not start on any osteoporosis treatment until after my pencilled-in first hip operation. If I have no femoral neck there is no risk of a new hip break, the left one is already Titanium reinforced. If nothing too sinister is found in my CT cardio-angiogram, nothing will be done. It will just serve as a baseline.
I have prostate fun scheduled early August which could be nothing or it could be a game changer.
Somethings are simply allowed to pass. No biggie. There is no need to assert or inflict myself.
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So far it all seems like a huge amount of effort that ends up going nowhere.
It is about four months of hip and back pain to go before the operation. Then I will have postoperative pain and rehabilitation exercises. The second hip may be done at the earliest mid to late spring. This means a weird kind of stasis and a waiting game of sorts.
There is little requirement for me to develop any ideas, it is not my job and there is zero likelihood of them going anywhere. I am easily ignored and unimportant. I could try for a vanity patent as already discussed. I can ramble on here to while away the time. I can’t garden as much due to handicap. It will rain soon.
The idea of a move back to blighty is again wafting by. West country or Wales are the current very loose ideas. Given the hip situation a move might be on the cards for summer 2026.
The dreams have not shown any clear indication as to a residual fate, a devoir outstanding. There are vague hints about things like mental health work. These, nice as they may be, are subject to qualifications and things regulatory. They are not feasible. Nothing crystal clear or emphatic is coming through in the dreaming.
The working notion is that I just have to let things pass and get all hippie with it.
The major obstacle to the blighty notion is cost of living. I am 90% sure that I could pick up some “A” level tutoring there. It would be slow the first year but after the good recommendations on-line to my profile came in, it could take off. It should be possible to do ten grand a year. It is funny how much some people need, positively need, just to be listened to without judgement. I used to help bump up grades two to three points from C to A etc. It is easy to help people pass exams; how much sticks differs. I’ll wager that my 1:1 tutoring has more longevity.
We have found someone local to help with the mowing over summer and into autumn when I am incapacitated and the wife is busier with the patient.
I put out 13 mole traps yesterday and there is mole sign in another place around the pond today. I’ll probably put out some more traps tomorrow. Then I must get down to fixing the slow leak on the pond. It needs fixing so that I can fill it fully before any drought and the inevitable autumn rains fill it to over flow.
Things look to be pretty much the same as we head over summer towards autumn. September the dance cards have already started to fill a little…more medical stuff…
Hey-ho…
Dreamyoga 