Dripping wednesday

We're still in Firefox here as Pale Moon is still playing up on its 32 bit version this week but anyway back to business .

 While it's not quite fall yet, it isn't the last days of summer either with temperatures  being lower and yes it is raining quite hard as I type this having been out delivering  Newsletters this week that thankfully came earlier than they needed to as usually its a rush job.
Thus my coat is drying in two halves, the main coat near the radiator for all over heating and the detachable furry hood right by my gas fire being turned around frequently as it takes absolutely ages to dry out otherwise.
Holding an umbrella with a bit of a breeze while carrying a bag with another hand posting the newsletters through peoples letter boxes isn't the easiest of things even if you have super co-ordination which I sure don't.
I still haven't had an appointment for a blood pressure results consulation where it should be detirmined if I need to take medication typically tablets to reduce it or not. 
To be honest I'd just sooner take something and be done cos I know it runs above the norm and given I get things like miagraines apart from be anxious that are likely to raise it above that when I'm going through them which must put additional pressure on my heart and that.

Check and replace edition

Here we are on a August Bank Holiday over here having to use Firefox as Pale Moon, the browser of choice on my ageing Windows 7 laptop is having stability issues and and so I am waiting for a major bug removing update for it as it is not reliable enough for blogging.
Today I have been out for a walk and across this week I have been  sorting through my old clothes especially woollens for winter between those that simply need to go due to wear and tear like holes in elbows and those that just need a wash and airing out.

One thing I did do was replace a sweatshirt I have had for a number of years for another with slightly longer arms in it apart from obviously being new in better condition that I tend to wear  with my grey and green pleated skirts.
As well I did toss out some old ankle socks for new longer black ones as they were showing signs of wear in the toes and heel.
Think Ill just rest now and relax. Roll on September!

Guiding Wednesday

While I'm awaiting the appointment to discuss my blood pressure results and minimize the use of the browser Pale Moon which seems to have issues with Googles sites and web services I thought I'd talk about a few things.
The first is I am continuing with my daily exercise routine to help keep me fit, maintain leg muscle and control my blood pressure as it's a recognized way of handling it.
The other is how you handle people  because there is a middle ground between indulgence and indifference when it comes to what you do for people.

 Part of what's happening with me is putting right the consequences of people either pampering to me or totally ignoring my needs discouraging attempting to do things for yourself by showing you how.
The problem with being a 'King' or 'Queen'  is you just might run out of people to  keep you in the manner you're accustomed to!

Wired up edition

This week I'm on twenty-four monitoring of my blood pressure as it is high which involves me having a blue coloured strap with sensors around my right arm connected to a machine that inflates it every half hour during the day  and hourly at night that takes readings that are stored electronically.
The basic idea is to record your blood pressure across a regular  day as for a variety of reasons readings taken typically at a doctors can be higher due to anxiety or activity involved in getting there such as walking on steep hills, waiting for delayed buses and so on.
When it's done, I have to press a button and then take it to the surgery for them to read it and sort anything out such as an appointment  to discuss results and follow up stuff.
As things were there was a long wait for a bus back - over an hour - I walked back which was why it should be I stopped when the machine was due to take a reading by a prominent local church taking in the views and admiring the grave stones sat on a bench as the machine did its thing.
Walking back was appreciable quicker even for me  and counts as daily exercise apart from just the pleasure of being out of doors even wired up.
I don't appear to have any recurring symptoms from the Lyme Disease so I've just been concentrating more on just relaxing with my stuffies, reading and the like to aid my recovery as it took a lot out of me.
Because the machine woke me up overnight, I lost a fair bit of sleep so had a nap before tea and went to bed just before nine as I felt shattered.

Play and what we play with

 I'm feeling better this week so I thought I'd write something a little different than usual.

 Something I started noticing several years back when I first started buying my own stuffies and especially dolls was a difference between what some bought them for and what I did before getting involved around the world of littles.
One of things I found odd was what I later called the "collectors mentality" where people bought them in the original packaging and kept them permanently in that state, boxed up at best on shelf or otherwise in a storeroom.
To me they seemed to see them as objects that admittedly they liked  but the bais was clearly on maintaining that collectors item look and monetary value to the point they weren't handled and cherished even if they were intended for children who would play with them.
Personally, I buy my dolls and stuffies to play with although my porcelain ones are because of their delicateness are more handled than played with.
I take them out to sit by, hug whenever I feel the 'need' to hug or carry on in my hand around the house or wherever I am staying. I create stories featuring them which I then play with in real time together freely.
That's for me apart from those 'special dolls' they are my toys which as an adult child I play with in much the same way that I did as a child and as some saw me recently even gently rocking a pram with dollies.
It's what I get from playing with them that matters more to me than that whole collectors thing. 

Recovering thoughts

If I appear to be a bit behind or generally washed out it's because for the last week and a bit I have been seriously unwell, the likes of which I haven't been for a long time and in some respects the closest to death itself even so I'm kinda playing catch up even if if I need to rest more.
I'll probably know a bit more after I've been for another blood pressure test as while being treated for the other, they spotted it was high which of itself is nothing new as it's always been that way.
I mean five years ago, we went through a whole battery of tests including 24 hour monitoring and concluded there wasn't much that really could be done and I kind of expect something similar by way of an outcome.
When it comes to the other it's going to just taking things slow as I recover and without a shadow of a doubt spending more of my time in and centred on this littler time for being not just more restful but also engaging in those more positive experiences from then as I learn to adapt.
To be honest, it seems to me the more time flies the more I'm handing back chunks of what passed for adulthood not that I could fully use it and that being presumed to be didn't create more  complications in exchange for being (and being treated as) a child in effect.
Frankly there are times when I'd sooner sign a waiver for society to treat me like that across the board as that's what I can better cope with and is so much less stressful for me and would be more straightforward for most folk too as they'd know what to doing and that much better.

Card games from the past

While I am recovering here from an infection and generally speaking not really up to doing terribly much, I was thinking back to some of the card games I used to play when I was younger usually with relatives.

That was a more a test of recall with a set of playing rules

Misfits was about sorting out the right parts to complete each character and then their were games like snap!
There have been themed versions, one of my favourites of which is this one:

 The Beano was the go to comic at the time, for some it still is, and so playing a game of misfits that featured the likes of the Bash Street Kids, Minnie The Minx - a heroine of mine - Dennis The Menace and his dog Gnasher was bound to go down well.

One could also play Happy Families as in this Victorian version
They all helped pass the time while having fun.