I had a high fluid intake last summer to control my fast heart rate/postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome. I took 4 x half a sports electrolyte tablet (the effervescent kind) spread throughout the day as I felt I needed something for my electrolyte balance. I still drink at least 2 litres a day and take 1-2 half electrolyte tablets every day.
I would check with your doctor and see what they advise.
I did a lot of work in the garden today, so I should sleep well. But I won't because the unaccustomed levels of exercise will trigger aches and pains - all the joints in my legs already hurt. God, I hate being old.
Thanks for the salt remarks, but the good news is Mr. Image has been off the blood pressure meds for a week now and no dizzy spells, falling, or sleeping in excess. Whoo Whoo. If only we knew this four months ago. What a relief.
TICTH the woman who cut my son's hair yesterday. I could have done a better job myself.
Poor Captain Pyjamas!
TICTH myself for deciding on impulse I could subdue my curly cowslick fringe with a blunt pair of kitchen scissors and where the fringe was floppy and unmangeable before, it is now jagged, gappy and horrible.
A new variation on a previous rant. I'm an admin of a website, which has a linked FB page. It's a women's history / local history website. Approximately once a fortnight, a man thinks that it is some sort of dating site, despite the women featured being e.g. First World War nurses. Even giving their date of death and a photo of their name on a War Memorial doesn't seem enough to put some men off wanting to date them.
Today we were messaged by a man complaining that our featured women are not "actual women."
What is an "actual woman"? I presume he means "alive and available."
Then we get FB chiding us for a poor response rate, because we ignore all these brain-dead men, who can't seem to grasp that even if they were alive, all of these women would be totally out of their league.
You could respond by reporting the men for inappropriate behaviour.
Instagram has the same problem for anyone with a feminine looking profile. The spamming profiles that follow are *interesting* - often profile photos of well known people like Prince Andrew, Paul Hollywood, et al, with a weird interests, no or few photos, large number of those they are following and no followers. The sewing community respond by blocking and reporting, occasionally publicly mocking, the women are also removing their own photos in profiles and replacing with pictures..
We haven't had a single obscene message, it's all men who seem to think that our web page / facebook page has something to do with on-line dating.
It's baffling, because any photos of women we put up are clearly black-and-white or sepia photos of women dressed in the clothing of their time.
Today's genius, disappointed by our lack of "actual women," wasn't hiding behind a false id - his fb page gives his place of work, and his interests (Celtic football club and alcohol).
We haven't had a single obscene message, it's all men who seem to think that our web page / facebook page has something to do with on-line dating.
It's baffling, because any photos of women we put up are clearly black-and-white or sepia photos of women dressed in the clothing of their time.
Today's genius, disappointed by our lack of "actual women," wasn't hiding behind a false id - his fb page gives his place of work, and his interests (Celtic football club and alcohol).
In a spirit of research you could try messaging and asking why he hadn’t noticed ? It maybe you are coming up in some sort of search algorithm or something.
I'd be tempted by the reply "The women you're seeing are historical. You, on the other hand, are history."
But I'm too nice to say something like that in public.
I’m wondering if your page is coming up in searches for ‘nurses’. I lived in nurses’ homes for about 6 years and the one in Luton was constantly plagued by flashers and stalkers. The housekeeper used to put male nurses in the ground floor rooms - I had a friend who thumped a man trying to get in his window.
I'd be tempted by the reply "The women you're seeing are historical. You, on the other hand, are history."
But I'm too nice to say something like that in public.
Another weather post. Two days ago it was +30°C (86°F). This evening it is -2C (28F) and up to 15cm (6") of snow is expected. There are not swear words good enough for this.
We are told it's climate change that takes the ice off the Arctic Ocean far too early and puts energy into the weather there which is warming 3 times faster than elsewhere, spawning wind like festering boils in the armpits of the planet.
I don't know exactly who and what I'm calling to hell.
Probably lying shits of oil companies, profiteers and their political asshole friends, people who work in oil and gas, car drivers, plastic makers and users, the comet which wiped out dinosaurs 65 million years ago and allowed mammals to start evolving toward humans. And also cilantro/coriander because it tastes like Satan shit in my mouth mixed with soap and a piece of tinfoil touching my tooth fillings. This plant is proof either that Satan exists or God hates me. And also that God hates flowers. Because mine are dead dead dead after this shit storm. So there.
Another weather post. Two days ago it was +30°C (86°F). This evening it is -2C (28F) and up to 15cm (6") of snow is expected. There are not swear words good enough for this.
We are told it's climate change that takes the ice off the Arctic Ocean far too early and puts energy into the weather there which is warming 3 times faster than elsewhere, spawning wind like festering boils in the armpits of the planet.
I don't know exactly who and what I'm calling to hell.
Probably lying shits of oil companies, profiteers and their political asshole friends, people who work in oil and gas, car drivers, plastic makers and users, the comet which wiped out dinosaurs 65 million years ago and allowed mammals to start evolving toward humans. And also cilantro/coriander because it tastes like Satan shit in my mouth mixed with soap and a piece of tinfoil touching my tooth fillings. This plant is proof either that Satan exists or God hates me. And also that God hates flowers. Because mine are dead dead dead after this shit storm. So there.
#&!*#!* potholes. I had to pitch out just before midnight to rescue #1 son who hit a bad one and mangled his wheel. The tyre looks like its been through a shredder and the whole wheel is buckled 👹
TICTH the care home where my sister lives. I ordered flowers for her birthday last Saturday, with a delivery date of Fri/ Sat. No sign of them when her daughter visited on Saturday, nor when I rang on Sunday.
Before I rang the company yesterday I rang the Home for a final check. Two staff involved, including a check of my sister’s room. Still nothing, so rang the company, who were very apologetic, blamed Royal Mail, and promised to fulfil the order by courier today. Then last night, her daughter rang to tell me the first lot had turned up, and seemingly had been delivered on Saturday.
The Home is being frequently checked by CQC, as its last report declared it inadequate, with serious faults and omissions, not just in the paperwork but in reality, on the safety front, with insufficient staff to cope with challenging residents, proper supervision of medication, inadequate training, no recruitment checks……
My missing flowers are trivial in comparison. This place needs to be closed down.
A certain preserved railway in the Lake District which is impossible to get through to. “All our lines are engaged...leave a message and we’ll get back to you” not.
A certain preserved railway in the Lake District which is impossible to get through to. “All our lines are engaged...leave a message and we’ll get back to you” not.
I like the excuse that all the railway lines were engaged...
TICTH the communal tumble-dryer in my block of flats, which resolutely refused to do anything despite my pressing all the relevant buttons.
I don't even know who (if anyone) I could contact about it; because some of the flats are still owned by West Lothian Council, I think they probably maintain it, but I shouldn't imagine they're available on a Saturday evening!
TICTH the communal tumble-dryer in my block of flats, which resolutely refused to do anything despite my pressing all the relevant buttons.
I don't even know who (if anyone) I could contact about it; because some of the flats are still owned by West Lothian Council, I think they probably maintain it, but I shouldn't imagine they're available on a Saturday evening!
Can I add my washing machine to your tumble dryer please @Piglet? It is also refusing to turn on. The repair man won't be coming until a week tomorrow, so MIL will be doing some of our washing.
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I would check with your doctor and see what they advise.
May I remind everyone that offering medical advice is frowned upon?
Telling us about treatments you've had is fine, but no more than that.
Thank you.
Piglet, AS host
I suppose getting old is preferable to the alternative.
Poor Captain Pyjamas!
TICTH myself for deciding on impulse I could subdue my curly cowslick fringe with a blunt pair of kitchen scissors and where the fringe was floppy and unmangeable before, it is now jagged, gappy and horrible.
Today we were messaged by a man complaining that our featured women are not "actual women."
What is an "actual woman"? I presume he means "alive and available."
Then we get FB chiding us for a poor response rate, because we ignore all these brain-dead men, who can't seem to grasp that even if they were alive, all of these women would be totally out of their league.
I CTH all these annoying men.
Instagram has the same problem for anyone with a feminine looking profile. The spamming profiles that follow are *interesting* - often profile photos of well known people like Prince Andrew, Paul Hollywood, et al, with a weird interests, no or few photos, large number of those they are following and no followers. The sewing community respond by blocking and reporting, occasionally publicly mocking, the women are also removing their own photos in profiles and replacing with pictures..
It's baffling, because any photos of women we put up are clearly black-and-white or sepia photos of women dressed in the clothing of their time.
Today's genius, disappointed by our lack of "actual women," wasn't hiding behind a false id - his fb page gives his place of work, and his interests (Celtic football club and alcohol).
That should see him off ...
In a spirit of research you could try messaging and asking why he hadn’t noticed ? It maybe you are coming up in some sort of search algorithm or something.
But I'm too nice to say something like that in public.
You know you typed that out loud, don't you?
We are told it's climate change that takes the ice off the Arctic Ocean far too early and puts energy into the weather there which is warming 3 times faster than elsewhere, spawning wind like festering boils in the armpits of the planet.
I don't know exactly who and what I'm calling to hell.
Probably lying shits of oil companies, profiteers and their political asshole friends, people who work in oil and gas, car drivers, plastic makers and users, the comet which wiped out dinosaurs 65 million years ago and allowed mammals to start evolving toward humans. And also cilantro/coriander because it tastes like Satan shit in my mouth mixed with soap and a piece of tinfoil touching my tooth fillings. This plant is proof either that Satan exists or God hates me. And also that God hates flowers. Because mine are dead dead dead after this shit storm. So there.
@NOprophet_NØprofit Some days are like that (even in Australia, I hear, where it doesn't get so cold and snowy).
Before I rang the company yesterday I rang the Home for a final check. Two staff involved, including a check of my sister’s room. Still nothing, so rang the company, who were very apologetic, blamed Royal Mail, and promised to fulfil the order by courier today. Then last night, her daughter rang to tell me the first lot had turned up, and seemingly had been delivered on Saturday.
The Home is being frequently checked by CQC, as its last report declared it inadequate, with serious faults and omissions, not just in the paperwork but in reality, on the safety front, with insufficient staff to cope with challenging residents, proper supervision of medication, inadequate training, no recruitment checks……
My missing flowers are trivial in comparison. This place needs to be closed down.
Now it’s just my pharmacy.....
I like the excuse that all the railway lines were engaged...
Let the reader understand ...
I finally got through to the pharmacy as well, so the threat of hellfire obviously works. 🙂
According to my grandson, being overrun by the really big ones, the eleph-ants, would be much worse.
Where's the <killing me> smilie when you really really need it?!
I don't even know who (if anyone) I could contact about it; because some of the flats are still owned by West Lothian Council, I think they probably maintain it, but I shouldn't imagine they're available on a Saturday evening!
And of course it's a BH weekend!
But don't bring anything to tumble dry!