Since he came home, I’ve had to give my cat eye drops and antibiotics. Every day he sits a bit further away from me. He is a bit more wary, nervous. It’s not surprising. Yesterday he was checked over by a vet and given another lot of antibiotics. I understand why, he needs them to help him heal. But it doesn’t make it any easier. If he wasn’t such a patient cat I don’t know what I would have done…. X
Have you ever heard the phrase ‘I was dragged up to be polite’?
But I think I was taught to be polite from an early age. Things like being told not to answer back, don’t speak until you’re spoken to, children should be seen and not heard. In some ways those are very old fashioned values, but then I was born decades ago. I was the child of parents born in the 1920’s a different era. Me before Thatchers children were born, my parents before Churchill.
Politeness is important to me. Caring about things, being or trying to be aware of things, but sometimes I don’t notice. I don’t always pick up on what has happened, but at least I have politeness to fall back on. Politeness and politics must be verbally linked. Police is to do with being of the people, perhaps polite has the same root?
We are in a pandemic and many people in my country (England) are struggling to survive on lower incomes and less hours at work, despite being one of the richest countries in the world.
The situation is only made worse by our government refusing to help pay for free school meals during this coming week. They say they have given 63 million pounds to local councils to help pay for food. Conveniently, they don’t mention that they have been cutting benefits to people over the last ten years, and councils have shrunk by about 75%.
A footballer, Marcus Rashford, has raised the issue and many local businesses and food outlets are trying to help. This led one of the MPs to say it was good to see businesses had bounced back so much that they could now afford to help out!
I’m not saying which party are doing this. I just think that there needs to be more compassion in the world. Not just here but everywhere. We are in a bad situation. Don’t deliberately make it worse!
I will wear it for you,
to keep you safe,
for old friends,
I will try and be safe,
wash my hands,
even wash my shopping.
I will keep my distance,
not shake your hand.
I will cough into my elbow,
I love you dearly,
I want all to be well,
all shall be well?
Are you well?
I’ve bought you a present, said my hubby. I saw it and thought of you! How much did it cost? £5. OK, but we already have three teapots a coffee pot and a cafetiere….? But I wanted to buy you a present.
I got you a glass ornament too. A tree shaped thing with two colourful parrots on branches comes out of a bag. But the cats will break it! I found it a safe space.
I know I’ve got no taste, he said, but I wanted to show you I love you.
OK, thank you, I appreciate it. The coffee set will reside in the summerhouse. (With the spiders).
I’d like to be silly, daft, funny, have a laugh. But recently I’ve had to become, as my hubby calls me ‘ captain sensible’.
The thing is I’m his carer. I don’t like thinking about it but he has mental health issues and I have to keep a level head to keep him safe. But I don’t like it. I have to negotiate with him when he has manic ideas. I have to think through what he can do. I sometimes feel like a jailer. And yet I’m being sensible. I don’t think he should go and find a newt and put it in the pond, or buy another three bicycles to add to his collection of ten he already has. Or come home with another tree for our wooded garden. Some things are simple negotiation. Others are confusing. He buys ornaments we don’t need. He spends money in one particular shop on stuff that’s basically junk. But he’s happy. But they must see him coming… I worry about some of the things he declares he’s going to do. I won’t discuss them here. I can’t describe the anxiety he goes through every day, over things I would call trivial. I try and hold it all together and then live my life on top of that..
It’s a Hoax….
My friend sent me this and when I questioned it, she checked and confirmed its a hoax.
I didn’t want to say that to her, but I’ve had this as a voice recording, and also purporting to be from the NHS over the last few days. People want to help. But if they are hoaxed into sending misinformation or completely wrong stuff then it’s not fair on them. They are only trying to help.
She wanted me to stay safe, and I appreciated that. But we need to be careful not to send misinformation. If people get a false sense of security it means more lives will be put at risk.
Stay safe, fact check
My hubby just asked what I think will happen with corona virus and I have to say I don’t know. What I do know is that the news on TV and the radio is making me more anxious. My shoulders are so tense they are aching. My neck feels like it has the weight of the world on it. As someone with health issues I should hide away for twelve weeks, but I’m also my hubby’s carer. He does things to help or tries to, but sometimes gets a bit confused. I don’t think anyone will stop him going out! The traffic on the street outside is a lot quieter than normal. This is a manufacturing area that has been in decline for a few years. Let’s hope the illness doesn’t decimate it.
Anyway I don’t like the editor I’m using. I’ve found categories and tags, but can’t share to Facebook where I add my art, so I will keep calm and post there seperately.
” In its modern-day, politicised context, ‘woke‘ is defined by the OED as ‘originally: well-informed, up-to-date. Now chiefly: alert to racial or social discrimination and injustice’.”
I’m guilty of being ‘woke’ I guess. I try and care about things, I’ve always questioned why people can’t get on. When I was a child in the 1960’s I remember I asked why people were nasty to brown people and not pink ones?
But recently ‘woke’ seems to be being used as an insult. Like you can be too ‘woke’ to be interested in helping others? Too caring? Why? Why is it OK to tell someone off because they are too politically correct, or disagree with populist ideas? The world seems to get more selfish by the day.
I don’t think everyone should agree with me, I can agree to disagree. But what do you do when someone constantly disagrees with you? Or dismisses what you say. Even when I’d agreed to disagree a person who I’m not naming kept digging. Recently they started to call me a snowflake and woke. I said I was pleased to be a snowflake as we can gather together and turn into a blizzard! I don’t want to stop being in touch with this person as it means I’m not totally in my own bubble. But I do wonder if I should unfollow them. The world seems to lack altruism, everyone is in it for themselves, hopefully the tide will turn.
She stands, arms folded.
What have you done now?
Sorry, I didn’t mean to
I will save you,
This time, she says.
(she says that every time, really)
Looking down from on high,
Looking down on you.