{"id":20341,"date":"2025-08-22T21:15:22","date_gmt":"2025-08-22T21:15:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=20341"},"modified":"2025-08-22T21:15:22","modified_gmt":"2025-08-22T21:15:22","slug":"friday-22nd-august-2025-after-yesterdays-dreadful","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=20341","title":{"rendered":"Friday 22nd August 2025 &#8211; AFTER YESTERDAY&#8217;S DREADFUL &#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230; day yesterday, things have gone much better, although physically, I&#8217;m still quite out of it.<\/p>\n<p>Looking back on what I wrote last night before going to bed, it&#8217;s easy for anyone to see how stressed out I was. However, looking back at a few of the previous times that I&#8217;ve had chemotherapy both this time and before in 2016, I can see the same patterns, always a day or two later.<\/p>\n<p>The difference has been that at those times, I&#8217;ve always been on my own and have been able to take to my bed and there to stay. It&#8217;s much more complicated coping with these kinds of chemically-induced emotions when one is amongst others and when things aren&#8217;t going correctly. <\/p>\n<p>Chatting to my faithful cleaner a little earlier today, she told me (and I agree with her) that my best course of action should have been to eschew the restaurant last night and slink off to bed ready t fight the good fight the next day. But that&#8217;s not really something that one can do when one has company.<\/p>\n<p>Things could hardly have been worse last night though. After I&#8217;d finished my notes, I couldn&#8217;t move off my chair. I was so stressed out and I just couldn&#8217;t calm down. It took me about an hour to be able to leave my chair and another half-hour to make myself ready for bed. God alone knows what time it was when I finally crawled underneath the covers.<\/p>\n<p>Mind you, I knew what time it was when I left the bed this morning. It was all of 05:50, and I&#8217;d first noticed the time ar 05:20. It actually felt as if I hadn&#8217;t been to sleep at all.<\/p>\n<p>After a good wash, I went into the kitchen, trying my best not to awaken the sleeping beauties, and began to clear away the devastation that I had mentioned yesterday. My friend awoke soon afterwards and he joined in, and within about half an hour, the kitchen at least was looking more-or-less how I wanted it to be. We&#8217;d deliberately postponed coffee until it was done, so we then sat down to a well-earned drink.<\/p>\n<p>The nurse surprised us, but he sorted out my legs and then cleared off. The Hound of the Baskervilles then dragged his master off for a walk, and I carried on with the re-arranging.<\/p>\n<p>When they came back, we had breakfast. I made porridge which, despite being extra-careful, erupted in a volcano yet again. As my friend said to the girls later, <strong><em>&#34;when Eric makes porridge, everyone else gets some too.&#34;<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>We also discussed my new plan for today, which was that nothing else whatever comes downstairs until tomorrow. Today, we concentrate on putting away what is already down here. One thing that did come down though was my bedroom carpet. On a polished wood floor, every time I stood up from my chair, the chair rolled away, my feet slipped and I fell over. The carpet would stop everything slipping and sliding.<\/p>\n<p>While the others had been out, I&#8217;d managed to do a lot of work on the stuff on the floor, and so we carried on. It was looking quite well when Alison and Jackie arrived from their digs.<\/p>\n<p>They both fell in love with the kitchen and they liked the bathroom. In fact, they liked everything about my little apartment.<\/p>\n<p>Once the guided tour was over, they asked what they could do to help. I set them a task, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/gp\/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&#038;location=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.co.uk%2Fs%3Fie%3DUTF8%26x%3D0%26ref_%3Dnb%255Fss%26y%3D0%26field-keywords%3Dmonty%2520python%2520holy%2520grail%26url%3Dsearch-alias%253Daps&#038;tag=erichall-21&#038;linkCode=ur2&#038;camp=1634&#038;creative=19450\" target=\"_blank\">TO PROVE THAT THEY ARE WORTHY<\/a><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.assoc-amazon.co.uk\/e\/ir?t=erichall-21&#038;l=ur2&#038;o=2\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" style=\"border:none !important; margin:0px !important;\" \/>, which was to organise my kitchen and put everything away.<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s a job rather like asking Hercules to clean the Augean Stables, but they tackled it willingly. I probably shan&#8217;t know where anything is now, but it does look beautiful.<\/p>\n<p>At that point, I packed them off out for lunch. I had a disgusting drink break and I was going to have an hour or so of rest, but first Rosemary wanted a chat, and then so did my friend from Newport in Shropshire who is handling my project over in the UK.<\/p>\n<p>When they came back later, Alison and Jackie decided that they would sot out my books, so my friend and I devoted ourselves to the Threading of the Electrical Cables. We were trying to drill holes through a chipboard panel but gave up when we saw that it was armoured with kevlar. In the end, we discarded it and substituted a light hardboard panel as a kick panel under my desk. That was much easier.<\/p>\n<p>We had to thread a few cables around the living room, so the girls helped us manoeuvre &#8230; <em>&#34;PERSONoeuvre&#34; &#8211; ed<\/em> &#8230; some of the furniture around.<\/p>\n<p>Later on, everyone went for tea and I was left alone with The Hound of the Baskervilles. The first thing that I did was to listen to the dictaphone and to my surprise, there was something on it, so I must have gone to sleep at some point. I must have dozed off for a minute and I was back talking to one of the drivers from the taxi company that I use, the boss, and we were talking about all strange and weird things that made no sense whatsoever. One of the girls who was standing nearby asked me &#8220;is his name Alexi&#8221;? However, I couldn&#8217;t think of what his name was so I didn&#8217;t really say very much. But it was a conversation that didn&#8217;t last very long but it was talking really about nothing that made any sense.<\/p>\n<p>Firstly, since when have I ever said anything that has ever made any sense? Secondly, that dream tells me that I have several things going on right now that are preying on my mind, and how I wish that I hadn&#8217;t. They aren&#8217;t things that I can resolve either, unfortunately.<\/p>\n<p>Next thing was to begin the installation of the big office computer and screen. That&#8217;s going to take quite a while because there is so much of it to install. There is also a mountain of cables to untangle so I began that too.<\/p>\n<p>At about 19:30, I knocked off for tea. I wasn&#8217;t hungry but they will only moan at me at dialysis if I don&#8217;t eat anything, so I had pasta and veg tossed in olive oil and black pepper, with grated cheese.<\/p>\n<p>There was football afterwards, LLanelli v LLansawel. LLanelli roared into a two-goal lead, but Llansawel slowly pegged them back to 2-2 and then the computer froze, so I shall have to watch the rest tomorrow at dialysis.<\/p>\n<p>By now, my friend was back so we had a chat, and then he went off to join The Hound of the Baskervilles on the sofa while I wrote up my notes.<\/p>\n<p>And now, in a better frame of mind than last night, I&#8217;m off to bed. It&#8217;s dialysis tomorrow and hopefully, while I&#8217;m out, the others will help the internet engineer fix the fault on our line. Then we will be back in business.<\/p>\n<p>But before I go, seeing as we have been talking about Jackie and Alison rearranging my books &#8230; <em>&#34;well, one of us has&#34; &#8211; ed<\/em> &#8230; I noticed that somehow, there were two books of the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/exec\/obidos\/redirect?link_code=ur2&#038;tag=erichall-21&#038;camp=1634&#038;creative=6738&#038;path=external-search%3Fsearch-type=ss%26index=books%26keyword=lord%20of%20the%20rings\">LORD OF THE RINGS<\/a><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.assoc-amazon.co.uk\/e\/ir?t=erichall-21&amp;l=ur2&amp;o=2\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" style=\"border:none !important; margin:0px !important;\" \/> trilogy together in one place, and the third on its own somewhere else.<br \/>\n<strong><em>&#34;Did you move the odd one to next to the other two?&#34;<\/em><\/strong> asked my friend later<br \/>\n<strong><em>&#34;Oh no&#34;<\/em><\/strong> I replied. <strong><em>&#34;I didn&#8217;t dare.&#34;<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<div class='watch-action'><div class='watch-position align-left'><div class='action-like'><a class='lbg-style1 like-20341 jlk' href='javascript:void(0)' data-task='like' data-post_id='20341' data-nonce='d55bf58fec' rel='nofollow'><img class='wti-pixel' src='https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/wp-content\/plugins\/wti-like-post\/images\/pixel.gif' title='Like' \/><span class='lc-20341 lc'>0<\/span><\/a><\/div><div class='action-unlike'><a class='unlbg-style1 unlike-20341 jlk' href='javascript:void(0)' data-task='unlike' data-post_id='20341' data-nonce='d55bf58fec' rel='nofollow'><img class='wti-pixel' src='https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/wp-content\/plugins\/wti-like-post\/images\/pixel.gif' title='Unlike' \/><span class='unlc-20341 unlc'>0<\/span><\/a><\/div> <\/div> <div class='status-20341 status align-left'><\/div><\/div><div class='wti-clear'><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230; day yesterday, things have gone much better, although physically, I&#8217;m still quite out of it. Looking back on what I wrote last night before going to bed, it&#8217;s easy for anyone to see how stressed out I was. However, looking back at a few of the previous times that I&#8217;ve had chemotherapy both this [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4507],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20341","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-eric-hall-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20341","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=20341"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20341\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20342,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20341\/revisions\/20342"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=20341"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=20341"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=20341"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}