'You backstabbing, underhanded little coffee-pig!'
Another counselling appointment last Wednesday. I didn't have any sparkly moments of self-realisation this time, but the counsellor did suggest that she'd like to refer me for psychotherapy which is interesting in itself. I think I'm going to take her up on it and see what the council is willing to offer. That afternoon Allie and I cooked up a huge pot of sweet & sour red cabbage and some sausage casserole which went perfectly together and which we ate whilst watching Fried Green Tomatoes.
I went to see the POTS specialist on Thursday afternoon. The good news is that (surprise!) he does think I have POTS. The bad news is that the tests show that the beta blockers I'm on are keeping my tachycardia/blood pressure more or less under control. So... What's causing me to be so tired and dizzy and how can that be resolved? To investigate further I'm being sent to another specialist in joint hypermobility which I seem to have and which has also been linked recently to things like CFS and POTS. I'll be seeing the specialist again in a few months time and hopefully by that time the arthritis will be under a little better control and I'll have results from the hypermobility specialist to work with.
Later that afternoon Allie and I made a large pot of broth which we'd been meaning to make for ages and which we ate from for a couple of days. The only other real thing of note from the day was that I finally finished reading The Prisoner of Zenda which I started reading back when we went to Paris and have only now finished. I'm now getting back on to some of my Bible reading (I stalled in Psalms) and I'm working on the very enlightening Lies My Teacher Told Me.
I ran a few errands on Friday and made a trip out to Portobello Road where I had a browse around a bookshop I like and bought some Jerusalem artichokes. I also had a brief visit from a from a friend from Open House to help him transfer some pictures to a thumbdrive he had before heading out to Open House myself.
On Saturday, Bill came over in the late afternoon and he, Allie and I went to the French Market that was being held outside the Willesden Green library centre and bought a selection of sausage, cheeses and other goodies which we retreated back to our house and shared around. We also watched the mildly entertaining Muppets from Space. We'd been planning to see Up at the cinema that evening, but we messed up the date that it opens locally so will be seeing it later on.
And Sunday... We made use of the Jerusalem artichokes using a recipe I found a while back and had been wanting to try out. I'm pleased to say that it worked perfectly and I would wholly recommend trying it out. We had big chunks of cheese and bread and a salad as a side to the artichokes and washed it down with a bit of red wine whilst watching Emma. Oh, and there were fireworks. The Hindu festival Diwali was this weekend and somewhere in the near distance people were setting off a large display of fireworks. Conveniently they were doing it directly in line with our front window so we could sit and enjoy it from our couch. Not a bad way to end the weekend overall... :o)
I went to see the POTS specialist on Thursday afternoon. The good news is that (surprise!) he does think I have POTS. The bad news is that the tests show that the beta blockers I'm on are keeping my tachycardia/blood pressure more or less under control. So... What's causing me to be so tired and dizzy and how can that be resolved? To investigate further I'm being sent to another specialist in joint hypermobility which I seem to have and which has also been linked recently to things like CFS and POTS. I'll be seeing the specialist again in a few months time and hopefully by that time the arthritis will be under a little better control and I'll have results from the hypermobility specialist to work with.
Later that afternoon Allie and I made a large pot of broth which we'd been meaning to make for ages and which we ate from for a couple of days. The only other real thing of note from the day was that I finally finished reading The Prisoner of Zenda which I started reading back when we went to Paris and have only now finished. I'm now getting back on to some of my Bible reading (I stalled in Psalms) and I'm working on the very enlightening Lies My Teacher Told Me.
I ran a few errands on Friday and made a trip out to Portobello Road where I had a browse around a bookshop I like and bought some Jerusalem artichokes. I also had a brief visit from a from a friend from Open House to help him transfer some pictures to a thumbdrive he had before heading out to Open House myself.
On Saturday, Bill came over in the late afternoon and he, Allie and I went to the French Market that was being held outside the Willesden Green library centre and bought a selection of sausage, cheeses and other goodies which we retreated back to our house and shared around. We also watched the mildly entertaining Muppets from Space. We'd been planning to see Up at the cinema that evening, but we messed up the date that it opens locally so will be seeing it later on.
And Sunday... We made use of the Jerusalem artichokes using a recipe I found a while back and had been wanting to try out. I'm pleased to say that it worked perfectly and I would wholly recommend trying it out. We had big chunks of cheese and bread and a salad as a side to the artichokes and washed it down with a bit of red wine whilst watching Emma. Oh, and there were fireworks. The Hindu festival Diwali was this weekend and somewhere in the near distance people were setting off a large display of fireworks. Conveniently they were doing it directly in line with our front window so we could sit and enjoy it from our couch. Not a bad way to end the weekend overall... :o)