Although it took a couple of paracetamol and Lucazade I felt pretty good today and finally managed to get down to me shed to do some work on me window. I have been desperate to glue up the frame of the first opener and reinforce with pocket hole screws ready to fit hinges, all of which have sat on the bench since I got COVID. Tonight was the first time I got downthere and didn’t feel like I was going to collapse or fall asleep, so got the pocket holes drilled and one frame side glued and screwed.

I might not be 100% but I am certainly on the right side of it now and hopefully get on with stuff again. The good news of today was taking to my mate Foz who was still in hospital but his tests came back saying his bleed was caused by “an abnormality” on the brain which means he can go home avoid stress and don’t drive for a month. It leaves him unsure what an abnormality means but they will explain in layman’s terms so he can understand later. I am sure he is happier and so am I he is one of my best mates and it was not nice to hear. I also thought about my mum and how well she has recovered from a similar ailment…

First time tonight to practice for the coming MADPL 23 / 24 season and I had to break the news that Foz had been taken ill so probably won’t be available for a while. He did message us when we were in the Legion tonight so hopefully he is on the mend but it’s early days yet!

I signed a couple of new players both with the surname Hill and that did not trigger anything when they told me but as we were all discussing Foz and his illness Jack said “oh he’s the same age as me dad!” and it was PJ who asked “your dad’s not Anthony Hill is it? The answer was obviously yes and we realised we had gone to school with his dad since the 70s lol

Small world…

When I have a day like today at work it makes me feel good,where I just fix stuff make stuff work and just help people work better. That’s what I like doing it’s nice to get praised for doing your job, and it’s so rare nowadays.

To bring me down to earth my mate Foz was taken to hospital today with a bleed on the brain, Reagan told me, having been informed by Joe his nephew who is her friend who is a boy definitely not a boyfriend! Happily as I was writing this blog Foz messaged me from Royal Stoke Hospital to say he was feeing OK but in shock!

Just reinforces the fact that we worry about work and stuff that doesn’t matter and for what? Happiness is what’s important we need to live every day like its your last because one day it will be!

Grandad turned 80 today, after celebrating with a party yesterday, now synonymous with terror and the twin towers 911 has always been my dad’s birthday and I am so grateful to have him to celebrate with after believing we’d lost him in 2018.

Happy 80th Birthday Grandad!

With one eye on the game later our whole day was about going to celebrate Grandads 80th birthday at the Bulls Head at Smallwood. We told everyone that we had Covid but were now testing negative and that made us feel better. It was a lovely day with Nannie Liz’s family aswell as Uncle Karl Auntie Karen Auntie Helen and Uncle Andy and Abbie too. Grandad was paying which was really nice of him and we all ate and drank and enjoyed each others company.

Once we were home everyone disappeared to doo their own thing leaving me to a night of football on the couch.Its been 245 days since the Broncos last took to the field so it was great to finally get the chance to cheer them on again

Halftime – Raiders 10 v 13 Broncos

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Fulltime – Raiders 17 v 16 Broncos

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The Indian summer continued today and so did my fatigue although I felt a little better than I had for a while I was desperate to get in to my shed and use the pocket hole jig that finally arrived from Amazon. Unfortunately by 2:30 in the afternoon all I wanted to do was sleep which was fucking annoying because it was 27?C outside and I also had loads to do but spend the best part of the afternoon asleep on the bed.

Grandads 80th birthday party has been on my mindall week with the knowledge that I have almost certainly been suffering with COVID since last Thursday and that we will be in his company (obviously) and maybe more importantly, Auntie Karen’s on Sunday. We know there are no rules anymore about isolating etc but they are “vulnerable” and we feel it is our duty to inform them that we have been ill, so they can take precautions if necessary.

I know grandad would be devastated if we didn’t go but not as devastated as we would be if anything happened because we didn’t tell them both, so tonight I rang him to let him know the facts and that we would take every care not to expose anyone unnecessarily but we will be there. I did try to call Karl but got no answer so will try again tomorrow.

This shit is so weird, the symptoms are different from person to person my symptoms this time and the first time are headaches and fatigue. It is so difficult to get through the day without feeling absolutely drained without taking max strength flu tablets and drinking Lucazade which really seems to help but I need to stay on top of both just to function. Jamie is suffering similar fatigue and like the first time she had it loss of taste?

Luckily both children do not seem to be affected other than the fact that we are not as present as we should be but we are doing our best to be even though it would be so easy to just go curl up on the bed and sleep…

Reagan went back to school today and was really looking forward to it, I think children need a summer break to recharge, but I also think they thrive when there is a routine. Mommy taught us all that just after Reagan was born when she started routines, I was sceptical but soon realised Mom knows best, and it is still true….the routine bit not that Jamie is always right!

So both children are high school and we are still working from home and our quality of life is good right now. The weather is glorious now too the sun is shining and it’s really warm which helps because both Jamie and me have COVID although the symptoms are disapating certainly for me anyway and she doesn’t feel as rough today either but her sense of taste has disappeared like it did last time she got the ‘rona.

The cat went out tonight a break from her normal routine? She lives upstairs nowadays, having not put Billy in his place early on in their relationship, giving him the impression he rules the roost, which is a shame because they could easily cohabit if she’d just make his nose bleed a couple of times. Anyway tonight Jamie brought her downstairs and I gave Billy stern “no” which he understood to mean “Go knick a sock and protect it in his cage at all costs”, but what I meant was “Leave the fucking cat alone!” either way he left her alone and she happily courted both of us for cuddles and tickles on the sofa before deciding to go out for a mooch, and that was last we saw or heard from her.

Like Jamie said it is so wierd for her to go out because its been at least 4 years since she has done that…? Anyway we will see if she’s meowing to be let in before day break or whether she finds some action on the tiles tonight and stays out.

A lot happened today, the biggest event was Lincoln’s first day at ‘Big School’ which I know he’s been looking forward to and if he had nerves he hid them very well. I woke at 07:15 and had not heard him but we needn’t have worried. Mommy found him downstairs eating his breakfast already dressed and pretty calm considering what a big day he was facing but after the obligatory first day photo off he went flanked initially by Mom and Dad but we left him at the corner of King Edward Street to walk upto the gates on his own. He left a boy let’s hope he doesn’t return a dick?

Reagan doesn’t start until tomorrow so she spent the day in her room being busy which is her mechanism for coping with the stress she is feeling. She went for a braces checkup at the orthodontics and had pink retainers fitted so that made her happy and it looks like she might be maturing a little and she is able to manage her stress levels…? Another bit of news that not only made her happy but Mom and me proud was the news that she would be in the top set in every subject again which means she’s doing great!

On a slightly more negative note, I did not feel top of my game and felt very lethargic still after I thought I had shaken off whatever had floored me before the weekend. By mid-morning, I still hadn’t eaten nor did I feel like eating and by midday I was laid on the bed trying not to puke.

Jamie who had valiantly fought against feeling ill realised that she was suffering as much as I was yet her client facing job meant she had to soldier on but she decided to take a COVID test and low and behold it as positive as it could be very quickly…

There are no rules anymore for testing positive the dreaded ‘rona, so we just need to make sure all four of us are healthy. I hate being ill but feel guilty that I brought this into the house but I also feel that we will need to live with this virus for many many years because it is not going to go away, and everyone will suffer from the illness every year too?