Day 6, Back In The House..!
It's been nearly a week since I had my hip arthroscopy, Toni said the other night that "I was handling it really well." At first I was unsure how to take this, as I thought that in the context, it was about, how would I handle being on crutches, the after effects of the operation etc.
In that sense, it's going brilliantly, I thought that I would essentially be bedridden for the first fortnight, in a groggy haze of painkillers and needing ten hours sleep a night, for my body to recover.
This is NOT the case, due to a (couple of) prescription fuck ups, I'm conserving painkillers till Friday, having less painkillers than prescribed and the pain is at most, wince-inducing but largely not present. I can hobble around quite well, even helping Toni with her most hated chore, washing up and I'm sleeping around 8 hours (but not very deeply, alas), leaving me feeling awake but not particularly sharp.
Toni actually meant that as I am a social beast, she hadn't come home to me screaming and crying, wiping excrement on the walls and talking to the cat, as I hadn't been down the pub or to a gig that week. Well, I have six weeks of this, you can't rule it out.
Today, I got the chance to watch the Budget get announced, considering that it affects those who work most, it gets shared in the middle of the day, when most who are working can't see it!
It's a grim spectacle. The ugly schoolyard shouting down of each other is ironically what turns people off politics and towards the alleged 'protest vote' parties like UKIP, Green Party and Monster Raving Looney Party. It would have taken around 20 minutes less to conclude, had the speaker not have to chide various backbenchers, bellowing over the speeches.
It was a typical kind of UK Budget too, the Tories saying that they could be trusted with the economy and having some promising economic figures yet not even mentioning the problems which affect a lot of working people - lack of affordable housing, the NHS remaining free, jobs not being zero-hour contracts.
It's a case of not what has been said but what hasn't been said, that's the concern... Anyway, at last David Cameron has agreed to a verbal joust on TV with all the other party leaders before the Election, so that should be fun!
In that sense, it's going brilliantly, I thought that I would essentially be bedridden for the first fortnight, in a groggy haze of painkillers and needing ten hours sleep a night, for my body to recover.
This is NOT the case, due to a (couple of) prescription fuck ups, I'm conserving painkillers till Friday, having less painkillers than prescribed and the pain is at most, wince-inducing but largely not present. I can hobble around quite well, even helping Toni with her most hated chore, washing up and I'm sleeping around 8 hours (but not very deeply, alas), leaving me feeling awake but not particularly sharp.
Toni actually meant that as I am a social beast, she hadn't come home to me screaming and crying, wiping excrement on the walls and talking to the cat, as I hadn't been down the pub or to a gig that week. Well, I have six weeks of this, you can't rule it out.
Today, I got the chance to watch the Budget get announced, considering that it affects those who work most, it gets shared in the middle of the day, when most who are working can't see it!
It's a grim spectacle. The ugly schoolyard shouting down of each other is ironically what turns people off politics and towards the alleged 'protest vote' parties like UKIP, Green Party and Monster Raving Looney Party. It would have taken around 20 minutes less to conclude, had the speaker not have to chide various backbenchers, bellowing over the speeches.
It was a typical kind of UK Budget too, the Tories saying that they could be trusted with the economy and having some promising economic figures yet not even mentioning the problems which affect a lot of working people - lack of affordable housing, the NHS remaining free, jobs not being zero-hour contracts.
It's a case of not what has been said but what hasn't been said, that's the concern... Anyway, at last David Cameron has agreed to a verbal joust on TV with all the other party leaders before the Election, so that should be fun!