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Post by Mr Stabby on Dec 12, 2023 21:13:29 GMT
If people are genuinely concerned then I am grateful. I seem to have turned a corner (touch a bit of wood.) Honestly I hope to just get Xmas and new year out of the way and hope next year is better than the last couple. Health wise I’m waiting for an operation on my hand. Which should be some time in the new year. The “sciatica ” is proving to be more problematic. It’s not getting any better really. That’s since early sept, the initial swelling has gone down and direct soreness is eased. But I’m in agony, without pain killers I’m unable to function normally. I hate taking pain killers, I’ve always tried to avoid opiates, because I saw the damage done in the 80’s and 90’s that continues until this day. I had some close acquaintances die from heroin overdoses. I now find myself in the situation that the NHS is turning me into a junky. Okay that’s a bit drastic, ultimately it’s up to me if I take the drugs prescribed or not. But when it’s a matter of functioning or not what do you do? There is an alternative, which is to self proscribe CBD during the day then Full spectrum CBD at night to be able to sleep. This is okay it doesn’t kill the pain completely but dulls it enough for me to be able to function. Unfortunately I can’t afford to keep self proscribing. So I am forced to take the NHS’s opiates. I was told by the doctor that they don’t prescribe CBD. I have to go for an appointment at gps in Jan to get referral because I feel broken. My hip, lower back and all down my leg is in agony, all the time. The thing I am most pissed off about is that it’s meant I had to stop the job that I had started. I did a weeks work and then this happened. I would have had about 11-14 thousand pounds in the bank by now with the chance to earn another five. It’s not for the money for monies sake. But that would have gone a long way to finishing my boat. Also it’s my mums 80 birthday next year and I was planning on treating her to along weekend away together some where of her choosing. This is the thing that hurts the most, as she is a beautiful person and deserves something wonderful on her 80th. Oh and to top it all I’ve gone and done an Andrew and am signed on the sick. I’ve had my first meeting at UC and I’ve got my first meeting with my work coach tmw. Karma I suppose for taking the piss out of Andrew about it? Anyway I haven’t written this for you to feel sorry for me. But because some people exspressed geniue concern. I have already turned a corner the really dark bit ( hopefully.) was a couple of weeks ago. I’ll get better and be able to earn some money and treat my mum in her 80th year. Anyway you asked.🙃 They are all genuine reasons to be depressed. What pisses me off is people who claim to have depression when they have no reason to be depressed. Multi-millionaires with lavish homes and successful careers sort of thing. Take your Mum to a greasy spoon for a fry-up on her birthday and give her a big hug. I'm sure she'd enjoy that just as much as Breakfast at Tiffany's. And always remember, whether things are good or bad it will pass.
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Post by on Dec 12, 2023 21:24:15 GMT
There are other options.
Age dependant I suppose.
Over 50 and you are fucked. Under 50 you can go out and make it look like a Good Idea.
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Post by Mr Stabby on Dec 12, 2023 21:35:22 GMT
Whenever I feel the onset of depression I just remind myself that there are women all over the world who spend all day grubbing around on rubbish dumps hoping to find enough scraps of food to feed their children for another day and that sort of snaps me out of it a bit.
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Post by on Dec 12, 2023 21:52:52 GMT
If its a money thing you could consider faking your own death.
I have discussed this with the girls. It would actually be quite easy for someone who lives on a boat. You would need to be quite organised and good at moving around untraced. Walking is useful for this.
Basically you disappear. Everyone assumes you fell in the water and they do searches etc while you are idly sailing around the world in the Sloop you bought for cash for a few weeks.
After 27 days you reappear as a bedraggled tramp somewhere like Queenborough or equivalent rather boring but also critical naval hub town.
you are recognised and taken in by the services for assistance.
It turns out you never fell in but had a mental breakdown and could not deal with anything so decided to sail around the world in a Sloop.
The mast broke so you motored back to a safe haven with the remaining 2 pints of diesel.
And The Rest Was Sold to Netflix !
Easy money.
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Post by on Dec 12, 2023 21:54:39 GMT
Whenever I feel the onset of depression I just remind myself that there are women . And I'm glad I'm not one of them !
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Post by Jim on Dec 13, 2023 7:47:21 GMT
There are other options. Age dependant I suppose. Over 50 and you are fucked. Under 50 you can go out and make it look like a Good Idea. Bollocks and twaddle. Prime example sitting here, there are plenty more doing well.
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Post by on Dec 13, 2023 9:44:59 GMT
. Bollocks and twaddle. Prime example sitting here, there are plenty more doing well. Is this from your book of Cheerful Christmas Jokes?
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Post by Jim on Dec 13, 2023 10:01:41 GMT
. Bollocks and twaddle. Prime example sitting here, there are plenty more doing well. Is this from your book of Cheerful Christmas Jokes? Not at all, we don't all reach decrepitude on turning 50. I'm still 6 3/4 in my head, though somehow I have the eyes, ears and bladder of an old man. It's marked Ignore. The rest of me is fine, trick is not to stop. (Except for the bottle obvs Just look after your elf.).
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Post by on Dec 13, 2023 10:13:50 GMT
Its still funny.
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Post by on Dec 13, 2023 10:16:29 GMT
Your mental age looks like the steel specs on a 1980s narrow boat.
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Post by Telemachus on Dec 13, 2023 13:05:45 GMT
Chronic pain is horrible and very debilitating. I did have some problems with inflammatory arthritis many years ago, fortunately the drugs fixed it eventually. And I have the odd bout of back pain - funnily enough suffering just now. At the weekend I couldn't concentrate on anything, never mind actually doing anything useful. But it is temporary and only bad enough to give me a hint as to what long term pain must be like. I hope things get better for you soon. I was going to say "Physio" but I see you have already done that. Physio seems much better than chiropractors or osteopaths.
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Post by kris on Dec 13, 2023 16:30:41 GMT
If people are genuinely concerned then I am grateful. I seem to have turned a corner (touch a bit of wood.) Honestly I hope to just get Xmas and new year out of the way and hope next year is better than the last couple. Health wise I’m waiting for an operation on my hand. Which should be some time in the new year. The “sciatica ” is proving to be more problematic. It’s not getting any better really. That’s since early sept, the initial swelling has gone down and direct soreness is eased. But I’m in agony, without pain killers I’m unable to function normally. I hate taking pain killers, I’ve always tried to avoid opiates, because I saw the damage done in the 80’s and 90’s that continues until this day. I had some close acquaintances die from heroin overdoses. I now find myself in the situation that the NHS is turning me into a junky. Okay that’s a bit drastic, ultimately it’s up to me if I take the drugs prescribed or not. But when it’s a matter of functioning or not what do you do? There is an alternative, which is to self proscribe CBD during the day then Full spectrum CBD at night to be able to sleep. This is okay it doesn’t kill the pain completely but dulls it enough for me to be able to function. Unfortunately I can’t afford to keep self proscribing. So I am forced to take the NHS’s opiates. I was told by the doctor that they don’t prescribe CBD. I have to go for an appointment at gps in Jan to get referral because I feel broken. My hip, lower back and all down my leg is in agony, all the time. The thing I am most pissed off about is that it’s meant I had to stop the job that I had started. I did a weeks work and then this happened. I would have had about 11-14 thousand pounds in the bank by now with the chance to earn another five. It’s not for the money for monies sake. But that would have gone a long way to finishing my boat. Also it’s my mums 80 birthday next year and I was planning on treating her to along weekend away together some where of her choosing. This is the thing that hurts the most, as she is a beautiful person and deserves something wonderful on her 80th. Oh and to top it all I’ve gone and done an Andrew and am signed on the sick. I’ve had my first meeting at UC and I’ve got my first meeting with my work coach tmw. Karma I suppose for taking the piss out of Andrew about it? Anyway I haven’t written this for you to feel sorry for me. But because some people exspressed geniue concern. I have already turned a corner the really dark bit ( hopefully.) was a couple of weeks ago. I’ll get better and be able to earn some money and treat my mum in her 80th year. Anyway you asked.🙃 They are all genuine reasons to be depressed. What pisses me off is people who claim to have depression when they have no reason to be depressed. Multi-millionaires with lavish homes and successful careers sort of thing. Take your Mum to a greasy spoon for a fry-up on her birthday and give her a big hug. I'm sure she'd enjoy that just as much as Breakfast at Tiffany's. And always remember, whether things are good or bad it will pass. My mum will be happy just to see all her children in one place. I’m okay I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, the solstice is just around the corner. If I was going to end it all it would have been two or three weeks ago, when I was really in a dark despresive state. I’ve had depressions and dark moods that go on for a long period before. But nothing like what I’ve been through recently, well it is on going really, I’ve come out of the mental trough. But I’ve got the physical ailments to sort out yet. But I’ll feel I’ve turned a corner and am on the mend. Ps. Thanks for the zen affirmations. Nothing is permanent, everything that arises passes away. I think I might start calling you Yoda.
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Post by kris on Dec 13, 2023 16:37:18 GMT
If its a money thing you could consider faking your own death. I have discussed this with the girls. It would actually be quite easy for someone who lives on a boat. You would need to be quite organised and good at moving around untraced. Walking is useful for this. Basically you disappear. Everyone assumes you fell in the water and they do searches etc while you are idly sailing around the world in the Sloop you bought for cash for a few weeks. After 27 days you reappear as a bedraggled tramp somewhere like Queenborough or equivalent rather boring but also critical naval hub town. you are recognised and taken in by the services for assistance. It turns out you never fell in but had a mental breakdown and could not deal with anything so decided to sail around the world in a Sloop. The mast broke so you motored back to a safe haven with the remaining 2 pints of diesel. And The Rest Was Sold to Netflix ! Easy money. Sounds like a good career move for you. Do you need film crew? I’m looking for a change of career.
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Post by on Dec 13, 2023 20:55:31 GMT
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