Friday, December 21, 2012

It's not easy being me


I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me

I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane
I'm more than some pretty face beside a train
And it's not easy to be me

Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see

It may sound absurd, but don't be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed, but won't you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
It's not easy to be me

Up, up and away, away from me
It's all right, you can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy, or anything

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees

I'm only a man in a silly red
sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
Inside of me
Inside me
Yeah, inside me
Inside of me

I'm only a man
In a funny red sheet
I'm only a man
Looking for a dream

I'm only a man
In a funny red sheet
And it's not easy

 

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Photo's of 2012 - Joel


Here are a few memories of the year with Joel:

March 2012 and learning to feed himself
March 2012 and enjoying the grass before it disappeared
April 2012 and on holiday in Devon



July 2012 and reflecting on how great the garden now is!

September 2012 and about to be cheeky
October 2012 snuggling


November 2012 pause ...


Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Photos of 2012 - Megan


Here are some photos of Meg from this year:
April 2012 - Easter time
April 2012 - On holiday in Devon
June 2012 and enjoying the new decking


July 2012 and an early Reindeer impression
July 2012 deep in thought
November 2012 - Aaarrgghhhh



Monday, December 17, 2012

Definitions of water


A puddle is a small body of water that usually contains rainwater.

A pond is bigger than a puddle and is something that holds water for four months of the year or more.

A pool is bigger than a pond and is something that is still water and can be swum in.

A lake is bigger than a pool and is an inland body of water that is big enough to have a windswept beach.

A sea is bigger than a lake and is something that takes at least a day to sail across.

Monday, December 03, 2012

My poor left hand

 
Well, my left hand has been operated on again. My little finger was locking in the curled up position so the surgeons have cut into the palm of my hand and cut the top of part of the tendon off to release it. I had the operation on Nov 1st and was supposed to be off for two weeks while my hand was in a bandage and out of action. As with all things hands and Dom things have not gone smoothly of course. The stitches were removed after two weeks, but the cut popped open shortly after I got home. The wound had not sealed up at all. I went back to the doctors the next day and they put some steri-strips across the wound to keep it together and encourage it to heal. Another bandage was put on the hand and I still could not drive or do much with my hand. A few days later I went back to have the hand checked and hopefully the strips removed, but it had still not sealed up enough.  So I was told to wait another 4 days and then take the bandage and strips off to finish the healing. I duly took them off on the Saturday, but still wasn’t happy with how my hand looked. So I went to A&E on Saturday evening and a doctor there checked it and said it looked to be healing, and it would do more harm than good to try and seal it anymore. I just had to wait and it would get better eventually. 


I ended up being off work for nearly a month, although I was working from home and trying to keep things under control. I don’t think my company had a huge problem with me being off, and it wasn’t like I chose to be really anyway. The surgery came about probably as a result of my injury earlier in the year. It was a tough month mentally as I enjoyed being at home a lot, and I think I bonded a lot with Meg and Joel. I took Meg to school and collected her everyday. Joel started to walk a lot more and by the end of my time at home we weren’t taking the buggy to school at all. I enjoyed playing with him during the day and seeing him growing each day. I think I also started to understand him more. While I’m at work I don’t get to see him too much so I struggle to know what the norm is and I never know when what he’s doing is normal or good or bad. It was lovely being home with Theresa and being able to spend some quality time with her. One of the big things was no waking up at 0500 which I seem to do most of the time or having disturbed nights sleep. I guess because I am waiting for the alarm to go off I never settle completely, but when I know it is not going to go off I sleep better. Consequently I did manage to recharge my batteries a bit. I think I could get used to a life of being at home most of the time. 

The negative of being injured is that there are lots of things I couldn’t do. Since I couldn’t go in the roof there was stuff piling up around the house which has frustrated me. My movements were very restricted so I genuinely couldn’t do anything about clearing up. The other main drawback has been being in fairly regular pain, especially if I knocked my hand or accidentally tried to pick something up. The pain is not crippling, but it is a background throb. It is very demoralising after a while and it has affected my mood and outlook on things. Most of the time I’ve been fine, but on a couple of occasions I have felt myself sliding into a bit of a rut. 

As I write this on Dec 3rd my hand is still not healed up. It is getting better, but I still don’t have full use of it. It is still causing me pain and frustration more than anything. I have been back at work for a week, but I still don’t know when it will be better enough for me to get back to normal life. I have still not washed it as I daren’t. The skin on the hand particularly is very dry and cracked, although not uncomfortable as you might expect. I can nearly extend my fingers fully, although it does pull on the wound uncomfortably. I don’t feel like it will be completely healed for another couple of weeks, although I hope that’s just me being pessimistic. I am driving, but this is quite tiring as I am shielding my bad hand as much as possible. I am seeing a consultant tomorrow and I’m curious to see what he suggests I do to get better. 

I just want to get better and for there not be pain anymore.
 

Sunday, December 02, 2012

Cinema trip


Meg at Gunwharf waterfront - Dec 2012

Joel and Theresa went to a birthday party today so Meg and I went to the cinema to watch Madagascar 3 together. It was a chance for us to have a bit of quality time together and it was really nice being out as father and daughter. We went into Gunwharf on one of the busiest Sundays of the year, but managed to get parked and into the film on time. She spent half of the film on my lap as the seats were a bit big for her and it struck me then that she is just a little girl really. I sometimes put too much expectation on her and I forget that she is only six years old. The film was good, Meg enjoyed the popcorn and snacks and we went for a quick walk along the waterfront afterwards. 


Meg in front of the Spinnaker Tower - Dec 2012
 
Despite both being tired at the end I think we did have a nice time and I would love to think we could do it again. Thank you Meg and sorry for snapping at you when we got home.