This time ‘It’ caught me out

Apprehension is the best way to describe the few days leading up to last Fridays shed assembly on my allotment. Thankfully it went well, the delivery was timed well at about 11:15. Where possible I helped Paul and Jacob do the assembly. I was totally finished by about 1:00pm and shed finished by about 1:30pm. Absolutely buzzing though totally knackered.Shed 2

 

Even then I knew a slump would happen after the buzzing, but these days I’m sort of prepared for ‘It’ and so what next, Friday carried on being good, Saturday ended up being really good, Sunday was full of ideas, plans and mainly the allotment agenda. Monday 11:45 was the dentist appointment, bed…

Monday, 10:30 got out of bed, had my medications then went back to sleep. Missing the dentist I got up at about 3:00pm realising I do not want anymore work doing on my remaining teeth. I have a bit of fun saying the dentures will be like David Bowie’s natural teeth – nice and not straight. Folk’s do not realise this is a front to my anxiety about my teeth. The jaw and the gums also being fucked (some my fault, some the sarcoidosis fault but an awful lot of fault due to the medications).

I do not want dentures, I suffer chronic depression and anxiety and live alone. The sarcoidosis might also reject dentures as the biopsy confirmed sarcoid is present in my skin (gums etc). After over six years of steroids I’m currently on the lowest I have been of Prednisolone (research it) at 4mg/day, my peak was 40mg/day for two months, that really fucked my grey matter.

What am I trying to say?

Fuck knows.

Chin up, pull yourself together and the rest of those shite quotes fuck you.

Fed up.

One response to “This time ‘It’ caught me out

  1. Jacqui Johnson

    Good going SarcBrother …stay up

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