Dealing with pain

17th November 2010

On Monday we had a nurse’s appointment as we both want to lose weight.  She has weighed both of us and has given us diaries to keep for the next two weeks.  I am managing to watch what I have as I have the incentive to do so now and also to prove a point that it is hard for me to lose weight.  Rick, on the other hand, isn’t changing his eating habits except for having smaller portions at meal times.  Chocolate and biscuits are his biggest weakness but I am writing everything done so the nurse can give him a lecture.

I am getting fed up though as my medical records still haven’t arrived at the surgery yet.  So I am still none the wiser what the x-ray results and blood test results are yet and it’s been well over a month ago that I had those done.  If I remember I will ring up King George Hospital tomorrow and ask the rheumatology department if the information can be forwarded on to the surgery.  Although the really bad back pains have eased off my right hip is getting worse.  The pain is constant and I’m not sure how much longer I can put up with it without anything being done about the pain.  I find it easier to deal with the pain in my hands as that isn’t constant.

I still don’t have any regrets about us moving here.  The time we were living in Ilford feels like a bad dream now.  We are fortunate that we have good neighbours and have made new friends quite quickly.  I like the fact that we have plenty of shops locally which is good considering we live in a village.  I also feel safer walking around the area in the evening.

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About Philippa

I am married to Rick and we live in a small town in County Durham. We have two dogs, a cat and two budgies. I am also an adoption survivor. In 1981 my son was born and I was then forced to surrender him. It took 23 years and reunion for my to find out that my son's adoption was legally known as a forced adoption and illegal but social workers got away with it because mothers didn't know their rights.
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