Lockdown 2020 and on

 We are still plodding through Lockdown...Yesterday we had the excitement of watching a new President take over in Washington. This one is slightly older than the last one, but he looks and sounds like a statesman rather then an over excited toddler throwing a tantrum. Even better he isn't orange and doesn't appear to be addicted to tweeting everything! My GP is still addicted to writing letters...I received on today which was only written 3 days ago! Royal Mail must be ignoring older mail and concentrating on the new stuff! My blood tests appear to show I am still anaemic (No shit Sherlock springs to mind) but he is now suggesting that my anaemia may also include a lack of B12 as my Red Cells are still too big or something! At least I can talk to Dr Klebe tomorrow and hopefully find out what me new eGFR is as - surprise surprise, he doesn't tell me that as I can't possible understand it! His theory will result in more blood test and if he is right I'll need B12 sho

 Had my appointment with the Stone Clinic today - thankfully over the phone so no dash into Canterbury! It appears that I do have a smallish stone in my right Kidney...not what I wanted to hear as that is my 'good' kidney after the left one got mullered in 2008 but stones! So fat they are not too bothered about the cysts and want to do another CT scan but with contrast... I'm pretty sure she wasn't expecting my reaction when I asked if it was OK to use contrast on me after confirming I'm not allergic to it!  What I have leaned this morning is that Contrast is fine if your eGFR is above 30...the last result I have seen was 14 so the plan is to get me in, seriously hydrate me and then scan me and top up my hydration. I think I will start to resemble a barrage balloon but it will protect my kidneys whilst still letting them see as much detail as possible. Once the scan has been done and reviewed a decision will be made about what the next stage will be... Hopefully the

I am starting to feel that the last 2 weeks have been the longest in my life. I am feeling unbelievably yucky and I don't seem able to talk to anyone and just get annoyed far too quickly and easily.  This morning I had intended to wash my hair, but the actual doing felt fat too much and the idea of just shaving it all off was very appealing. Although it would give me a new thing to moan about  as I'd probably end up with a very cold head and ears! Tomorrow I have the pleasure of the stone clinic via phone. Thanks to the letter from Urology that I got yesterday I now know that I have cysts on my kidneys. I'm hoping that is what is causiing the pain I am experiencing as it is not going away and  I am really at the end of what I can deal with. All the time my symptoms were not painful I could deal with them quite easily, but now; these pains are making me even more down and getting back up is just getting harder and harder. I feel that I have no real reason to carry on and not

 Yet another bad night - but for once it wasn't just insomnia or a snoring Andy! But this time it was due to pain and was as far from comfortable as it was possible to be! I used to be very proud that I didn't notice pain...I missed the pain from Kidney Stones, I gave birth with no pain relief, I had a heart attack without bothering and drove home from Medway ( with Mikey) after it. But now, or at least last night, the pain was off the scale for me at anyway! I have a horrible feeling that this is something that I am going to have to get used to now. I did take some paracetamol at 1am and that did help enough to get me to sleep by 3.30... Mikey was also having a 'not sleeping' night and was still wide awake when I went back to bed. As a result it is now 10 am and he is dead to the world! I have to admit that he does still look adorably cute when he is sleeping - probably because he isn't talking at me! Misty really appreciates either Andy or me getting up during the

I have really had enough now. I feel really ill, but I can't think of the words to use so I can describe exactly how awful I am feeling. My stomach is churning like a cement mixer and I know I need to eat, but the thought of actually putting food in my mouth feels horrific. My hands are currently freezing and my nails are a long way from being pink, and I am alternating between shivering and over heating. Mikey is at full volume and  my head is not reacting well to it. I'm also finding it extremely tough to write about how I feel, my wonderful super ego is busy yelling at me what I should be feeling and doing and my brain is basically refusing to even consider trying it. Unlike yesterday lunch has not happened and I really don't want to consider dinner. My main aim is to get back to bed and sleep...but then I start to worry about not sleeping etc. I really feel that I am in an unwinnable situation; I really can't think or see a way out of this and I also really don'

 A noisy night...Andy was wearing his mask some of the time, but when he wasn't he more than made up for the time he was! It was a rough night in my head as well. Thankfully I rarely remember dreams (unless I am under the effects of Propofol) but I do remember that last night was decidedly upsetting and uncomfortable. As a result I do not feel rested at all. My one achievement today has been to get dinner started! All I have left to do is stick dome potatoes in the oven to bake and the slow cooker is taking care of everything else! I even managed to get around to lunch today so I guess it is a major win!  Mikey is still being unbelievably loud. He needs time outside, letting off steam. Hopefully the forecast for tomorrow is correct and it will at least be dry and cold. I'm finding it impossible to remember a time when it wasn't raining. This weather is really not helping my state of mind. I can't go anywhere and why on earth would I want to go for a walk around here? Es