Nice People Thread Number 11 - A Treasury of Nice People

PasturesNew

Spirit wrote: »

There is just a faint chance I may be better at keeping in touch in RL as it would not use up so much energy and effort.

Not true at all .... with the ability to instantly be anywhere you want, you'd be too busy to keep in touch IRL.

Pyramids in the morning, Barrier Reef for a fresh fish lunch ..... quick afternoon tea at Harrods and it's off to see the northern lights as you've just heard they're running right now.

lostinrates

Spirit wrote: »

I would like a matter transporter. So I can get places on time. And just get to places.

It would be so handy to pop in and meet/ see NP. On invitation I could see LJ's new house, help Pastures with her move, catch up with LiR, meet Viva,Doozer, Lydia etc.

There is just a faint chance I may be better at keeping in touch in RL as it would not use up so much energy and effort.

That's the best one so far I think. Non polluting hopefully, as its a power, roads would be clear and quieter for things like cyclists , walkers and riders. Nature would be better, many houses would be more favourable as no longer beleaguered by road noise. Fir could commute by 'transport' maybe even pop home for lunch.

LydiaJ

HAMISH_MCTAVISH wrote: »

Don't forget the soft cheese in tubes, Primula? Sometimes with flavoured bits in them (pineapple? ham?), although those might have been early 80's?

Primula was very popular among students when I was an undergraduate. It would last quite a long time in the tube even if you didn't have access to a fridge to keep it in, which most of us didn't.

Generali wrote: »

8 down, 7 to go!!!

Well done. Always good to get past the half way point.

neverdespairgirl wrote: »

I don't think booze was a middle class drug, it was an all-classes one (-:

Booze has always been an all-classes one, for thousands of years. Different classes have often drunk different kinds of booze, though.

LydiaJ

Generali wrote: »

I'm not sure that being unable to cope with being very ill should be termed 'failure'.

I was unable to go to work today. I thought I had a throat infection but TBH I think it's further radiation burns. I lay down on the sofa and slept through Sky News for a while and then I slept through several football matches.

I then 'cooked dinner' which involved me throwing a chicken and some unpeeled potatoes in the oven and boiling up some frozen veg.

Did I fail today? I don't think so. I think I'm really quite unwell so can't do what I would like to do.

I guess it comes down to the definition of success. I think that getting myself to treatment, feeding the family and reloading the dishwasher was a pretty good day considering.

There is no way at all that the ability or desire to post on this thread defines success. I post when I want and can, I don't when I don't want or can't. I'm not beholden to anyone and I don't think any other posters should feel that they are either.

Fab post, Gen. Agree with every word. :T

Nikkster wrote: »

Now that's giving way to feeling uncomfortable that someone came right up to my front door in the middle of the night And took what clearly wasn't theirs.

How horrible. Sending dodgy hugs: :grouphug:

PasturesNew wrote: »

With the £85k limit, it does cross your mind what'd happen if a solicitor's client account went under due to a bank failure.... maybe they have to have separate insurance to cover that.

Yes, they do, I think. Although to be absolutely sure you should get them to acknowledge that they have received your money and that they undertake to pay for your house with it.

LydiaJ

chewmylegoff wrote: »

Had knee OP this evening, came round about an hour ago. Bored! Good news though as I only needed cartilage trim - ligaments are damaged but not badly enough to warrant reconstruction so 6 weeks of rehab rather than 9 months.

Excellent news!

Generali wrote: »

I'm a lively person. Until Xmas I cycled 40kms a day. I've swum 5 miles and cycled 200 miles in a week repeatedly. I'm normally the last adult at a kids' party who is still running after the kids. This treatment is taking away my definition of who I am. I define myself as an active and fidgety person (positively and negatively).

You still are that person. I do understand that it feels as though the radio is messing with your identity, and I'm not trying to contradict how you feel, but... under normal circumstances you are still that active person when you are asleep at night, or when you are in bed with flu for a few days, or when some other temporary interruption occurs. This is just a rather longer temporary interruption. You wrote such a brilliant post recently about how you are not failing. It applies to your identity as much as to your performance and achievement.

More dodgy hugs: :grouphug:

lostinrates wrote: »

I understand, so well. More well than I want to if I'm honest.

I think you must know how I feel too. I'm not me anymore.

Lots of love generali, you'll be back to yourself soon

Dodgy hugs for you too: :grouphug:

The "what happened to the person I thought I was?" thing is one of the things I hate about my own mental health issues.

Nikkster

PasturesNew wrote: »

Some people are just lucky and coast through life.... effortlessly.

I transferred what want staying in my Santander isa (ie the bulk) via my Santander current account (where some more of the money was stashed) into my main (non-Santander) current account which I'd used to send the money for the searches etc so already had the solicitors account number linked. Did the transfers to the solicitors in a couple of batches to make sure they'd go as faster payments (you can find the limits for all the banks online). All went smoothly, but that didn't stop me from quadruple checking everything

Nikkster

LydiaJ wrote: »

The "what happened to the person I thought I was?" thing is one of the things I hate about my own mental health issues.

Have a dodgy hug in return :grouphug:

The thing I dislike about mine is that I think they are an inherent part of me, just that perhaps some/ many have been reinforced. Thus whilst I am painfully aware of them I have no idea how to (or even if I can) get past them.

LydiaJ

Spirit wrote: »

I would like a matter transporter. So I can get places on time. And just get to places.

It would be so handy to pop in and meet/ see NP. On invitation I could see LJ's new house, help Pastures with her move, catch up with LiR, meet Viva,Doozer, Lydia etc.

There is just a faint chance I may be better at keeping in touch in RL as it would not use up so much energy and effort.

Awww. You would be very welcome to transport over this side of the country to see me, and indeed you actually are very welcome to come and see me any time you make it over to this side of the country by RL means.

I know how bad I am about underestimating how much time it will take me to get ready for things. I am quite certain that I would still end up being late even if I could transport instantaneously.

All caught up on the NPT now. And the previously discussed aspirin/paracetamol/caffeine combo has been at work on my not-quite-a-migraine while I've been reading, so now I can follow through on the deal that DS made with me earlier - that he would cook supper if I would go down to the Co-op and pick up a couple of things for him.

Then I am going to write a set of reports for school. This evening. I really am. Even though they are not due in until Monday. Because there are some fun and interesting spreadsheet tasks that need doing for work this week, and I am not going to let myself do them until I have got my reports out of the way. Honest, guv.

Nikkster

LydiaJ wrote: »

so now I can follow through on the deal that DS made with me earlier - that he would cook supper

What's on the menu?

LydiaJ

Nikkster wrote: »

Have a dodgy hug in return :grouphug:

The thing I dislike about mine is that I think they are an inherent part of me, just that perhaps some/ many have been reinforced. Thus whilst I am painfully aware of them I have no idea how to (or even if I can) get past them.

I have no idea how to get past (or out of??) mine, but I remain determined that one day I will. I have memories of not being like this - more than 10 years ago, but still - and although I know I can't go back to "back then", I still have hopes of a future time that will not be "like this".

My latest plan, hatched in conversation with a friend I met up with yesterday, is to wait until DD starts treatment for her issue (with proper expert therapist not just "counsellor") and then tell her therapist that I think she might get better faster if I was well, and that therefore I would like a couple of minutes of his time to ask advice as to what kind of treatment might benefit me and who/what/where would be a good place to start in trying to access such treatment. Not that that will be happening quite yet. Psychologist who's doing DD's updated report recommending that the various parties (or their insurers) responsible for "the accident" should pay for therapy for her hasn't sent the report to my solicitor yet.

Had a lovely day with the friend yesterday, BTW. We were at school together, and although we haven't seen each other for ages it was just like picking up where we left off. Although now what we have in common isn't a scary latin teacher but elderly parents. Hers both have dementia, although one much more severely than the other. She has no partner or siblings (or kids), and has had to cut down hugely on work to be there for her parents. It's a tough life. I'll arrange to see her again without leaving it ages this time.