A magical tune, just close those eyes and feel the energy of peace…
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Those appointments
The hospital consultant doesn’t think my heart problem is related to sarcoid (hope it isn’t, phew), so we wait for the days testing on 7th July. Told the doctor of my bizarre world, they seemed to get worse a few months ago when the Azathioprine dosage got doubled to 100mg/day, proper bonkers? And, it’s referred back to one of the top skin specialist’ at Yorkshire clinic as them damn feet, arrggghhhh. Oh, as for the heart, I would prefer meds rather than a pacemaker, I just think my body might reject? a pacemaker?
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Up coming hospital appointments
Hmmm, today I am to attend Airedale hospital for my regular respiratory meeting. One of the main things is the damn tiredness, it seems to be getting worse. Though, could this be related to the heart problems? After the blue light and sirens, soon I will be seeing the cardiologist for three hours of testing. It could be a number of things? Also, my feet, arrggghhhh…
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Sarcoid by Stuart Briggs
The only song on this planet we call earth about Sarcoidosis – and it is terrific! So, if you happen to StumbleUpon this post then please do share and pass the word around…
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Maximum heart rate
Jeez, yesterday, and in jazz beats, my heart maxed out. I was in Ilkley with my Matt. We got to his dentist, when a doctor happened to be there. Ambulance put lights and sirens on as my veins collapsed. When they connected me to the machine my heart was on 175, with very irregular beats. Stayed like that for about two hours. They gave me two dosages of something to slow it. Matthew Briggs you star, and thank you to Jacob Briggs for getting to the hospital. This has scared the living daylights out of me. We don’t know if it’s Sarcoid related? Ffs…
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The end as we know it is nigh…
So, no real shocks for myself. But one thing I am fully keeping my word to, that the system is on the verge of collapse. I have always said it will be from 2020 when the ‘true’ revolution starts to take hold. Don’t forget, since 2010 foodbanks have increased to helping one million folks. The poor, ill, disabled and vulnerable have had a terrible time. Oh, all this while the wealthy continue to get even more wealth. Brilliant eh…
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A truth teller…
This morning, on the way to the public bus stop. A couple, from No. 1 stopped me for a chat. They are both prison wardens and I get on great with them, but, they wouldn’t stop harping on about work. Now, this is a first. It was obvious, through their body language, that they were trying to find out more why I don’t? They know I have sarcoid, they even know that ‘we’ tried through the brilliant Remploy to help me. If ever anyone wanted someone to feel anxious and paranoid about being ill, this morning was it. I will challenge them another day. Proper annoying…
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Simply the best, breakfast sandwich!
Well, just view this in progress sandwich. How to make the biggest, best, fullest breakfast sarnie possible. Timing is crucial as it all needs to be hot, and the coffee just at the correct temperature as you work your way through the sandwhich. Feeling hungry, hmmm…
Firstly make a coffee, it can then be cooling during the mission of building the sandwich.
Then the frying starts. With the onions carefully positioned, it is best to slice the sausages as they are easier to control for task of transferring to the bread.
While the frying takes place stick the potato thingy’s into the oven. As can be seen they need to be on a tray and strategically placed to the oven middle, do use oven gloves or some of your skin will get stuck.
Making sure the bread has had something spread on it, ensure the sausages get to the edges, this is vital as they need tasting in every bite and the sauce does not soak into the bread.
Once everything is cramped on, then, and only then should the potato thingy’s be placed at very good angles. If you get problems use the mathematical formula BODMAS.
When slicing, the knife needs to be sharp as fuck, otherwise the cut just does not go smooth and the internal gets savagely town, which makes it a dreadful scene.
By now the coffee will have cooled enough so it can be sipped between each mouthful. This is an important task as the balance of the breakfast sarnie needs to be in proportion to the amount of coffee sipped. A miss calculation can be a disaster.
Many times I get asked if the plate should be licked, it’s a difficult decision, if the fknife wasn’t sharp enough then by all means get some licking done, otherwise just sit and stare at the plate and give yourself a pat on your tummy.
Mission accomplished, shhh…
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Should I be Bemused?
Recently I have posted about the political parties. It’s amusing how folks can pick up on one, and then accuse you of taking sides with that party?! The most recent posts are below, they are using satire, wit, and my view. Now, if anyone thinks otherwise then no problem, you decide who I’m going to vote for as me, myself, and I, we really don’t know! In order here they are…
Will folks not understand that @Nigel_Farage of @UKIP is stating what most are thinking, yet they all get classed as racist bigots, huh…
Got @NicolaSturgeon of @theSNP on my mind. I’m still wondering how high those heels were? Is it true you have a pierced nipple?
It’s such a piercing stare isn’t it? When @Ed_Miliband of @UKLabour finds the camera on him, that look down the lens is scary…
Actually, @natalieben of @TheGreenParty you did quite well Thursday, but if we get rid of nukes the ‘conventional’ defense needs investment.
It has to be said @LeanneWood of @Plaid_Cymru that, erm, your ideas would only work in a 3 – 5 party coalition, far from impossible!
Huh, then we have @David_Cameron of, huh @Conservatives and that other erm, oh @nick_clegg of huh @LibDems your time is over #fuckers
And this chap even got it wrong!