At the moment I am having to keep a diary for my occupational therapist ( as the next step in my pain relief treatment). Now for a start I am hating it as I feel that I am just moaning if I am poorly and honestly how fun is her job going to be reading that !! Also and here is the problem how can I actually write what happens in my life.
I decided I would write a ttwd diary for the week .
However I can't show it to Sarah can I? Do you see my dilemma? Anyway here goes.
Today is hubby's day off. We always go out and catch up on our banking, chores for our various oldies ( we have five in various different places and with differing needs :(( ) and have a snack somewhere together. Today though I am awaiting my fate for Thursday's ,and I am quoting here
"petulance and pouting and generally being a pain in the **s" .
Who me? I am sure you cannot believe it can you? I duly put a very girly frock on and pretended I had forgotten. He had not:(
The day was lovely, the evening ...
Seriously, I am sure I wasn't that bad but I think his memory is defective, my beloved made it seem as if I had committed a heinous crime:
TELL ME WHY WE ARE HERE
I don't know, you have kept me waiting so long I have forgotten.
THAT'S BECAUSE I WAS SO ANGRY AT THE TIME, THERE I WAS TRYING TO SORT OUT THE GARDEN AND GET EVERYWHERE NICE FOR YOU AND THERE YOU WERE WHINING AND POUTING AND GENERALLY BEHAVING LIKE A FIVE YEAR OLD.
I still think you should let me off, there ought to be a statute of limitations or something saying if you have to wait more than a day you are automatically forgiven.
NOT A CHANCE IN THIS HOUSE AND YOU ARE STILL WHINING. ENOUGH!
I couldn't stop with the attitude though, my mouth seemed to have a life of it's own.
WE ARE GOING TO BE HERE FOR EVER IF YOU DON'T JUST CONCEDE DEFEAT AND SAY THE MAGIC WORD
I still think you were wrong to go this long blah blah blah.......
At this point the talking stopped and the sorries began shortly after.
I don't imagine you need the rest but can I just say I DON'T LIKE WOOD.
Monday night was however much more pleasurable, harmony restored.
This was a truly lovely day. I stopped with the attitude, we spent the day without worrying about anyone else just each other and my bestest, wonderfullest hubby bought me a
And guess what was inside ...( no, nothing naughty, get your mind out of the gutter)
It is a beautiful bracelet, he surprised me when we were walking though a shop, he spotted it and hey presto next thing it was on my wrist. I am a lucky girl. I am sure you can surmise how grateful I was......
An ordinary day, housework, cooking and then in the afternoon I met a very peculiar person. On the recommendation of my occupational therapist and a friend of mine I met a hypnotherapist.
A nice unassuming chap, friendly, kind and sure he could help me. At this point I maybe should say that I am just a teeny bit ( oh okay massively ) sceptical. I insisted hubby was around and said hypnotist ( I'll call him Harry) started on his endeavours. First came the chat, I was good at that bit incidentally.
Then came the relaxing . Oh Christ I felt such a fool, I did however manage to relax my body just fine. It was my brain that had the trouble. Also I was panicking that he could make me give up all my secrets ( he didn't look the spanking type to me!).
I could not count backwards from 100 without coming out of my relaxed state, so I threw a wobbly and the poor man had to deviate from his normal script and try another way.
Eureka, I was there, open to his sleeping and pain free suggestions. He also taught me some self hypnosis techniques and armed with this newfound knowledge I was returned to reality.
So far so good and then he threw me a suggestion that showed he clearly had no idea about the type of person I am. He suggested for pain relief:
I was totally and completely gobsmacked, I am the last person on the entire planet to ever use an illegal drug. My husband fell about laughing, I am not sure whether that was at the suggestion or the look on my face but this when I told my kids they laughed their socks off too..
That night however, I employed my new abilities and slept for SEVEN hours instead of my usual three or four in two goes so I love Harry, mad ideas aside.
A normal morning at home, behaving nicely pandering to a tired hubby, teaching in the evening and home with poorly legs to try out my talents again. It really works. I have now decided to see Harry again, for weight loss this time. The damn pills make me put on weight so I am going to try my hardest to get it off somehow. Sleeping like a baby I don't even notice when Hubby rocks up in the middle of the night and joins me in the bed. ( Normally I am awake and chatting when he gets in).
I decide to fill the cupboards with groceries , shop for, and visit my mother. Usually on a Friday I do nothing as I am recovering from dancing so who knew.? I am on the mend, at least for a while.
I spent all afternoon reading blogs and decide I must post.
I now feel like this:
I love this feeling I get when I use those techniques , My hubby says I look like this:
Long may it continue I say.
So can I ask
Have you ever been hypnotised?
I hope you all have a lovely weekend, I will use my new found talents and hypnotise you all into it if you like. Maybe Harry can hypnotise us all to be good, or maybe not..........................