AIt could be I'm getting old or my bed dislikes me, but I'm waking up in the morning with a painful left shoulder and today my neck is stiff too. It's very frustrating as it hurts to hold my head straight. If I was to fetch the fishing tackle out and go for the canal side today, I fear that angling would be quite painful instead of what it should be, which is peaceful.
Angling is an opening for anyone to be able to spend some useful time by oneself, think about where life is heading and what can be altered, what is going doing and what is not. One receives so few chances to be by oneself and I do believe that could be a cause for an acceleration of unwanted stress. For instance, I work at home, the present Mrs Izzard has also been at home on long term sick leave after being diagnosed with breast cancer in April 2010. The good thing is that because I am at home, I have been able to help her, take and be with her when she's been getting chemotherapy and radiotherapy and then afterwards when she's been getting the resulting effects I can look after our little boy.
However, the downside was that, especially during the radiotherapy, which was every weekday, I was not able to get on to doing any work. After the drive to the hospital and back, which was at least a ninety minute exercise, then taking Will to nursery, having a bit of lunch, picking up Will again and coming home, there was rarely a period of an hour or more until late in the day when I could actually get on with doing anything which naturally meant that any idea of getting the fishing tackle out of the garage and doing a bit of angling was all but out of the question. This raises my stress levels considerably, with little chance of taking a decent break.
What is going on now is that things are calming down. Chemo and radiotherapy is complete, and the present Mrs Izzard is looking to head back to work on January 17th which is very exciting. She will have to have an intravenous herceptin treatment every three weeks but there are no vile side effects from that. So, since she will be collecting Will from nursery on her way home every day, it could be that if I wanted to, I could have a few hours of an afternoon doing some angling at one of the nearby canals. I do have to get some new fishing tackle before I can do anything, as well as get a rod licence and enrol in the Birmingham Angling Association to be permitted to fish the canals, but hopefully I can get it all sorted out by the time she returns to work.
Whether I can spend an afternoon fishing of course, will be dependant on work and if I can get enough done in the mornings to be able to leave it and swap the laptop for the fishing tackle. Perhaps Friday afternoons will be the easiest to justify, but at least since I work for myself then I will know if I actually can afford to bunk off.
20110106
Angling is an opening for anyone to be able to spend some useful time by oneself, think about where life is heading and what can be altered, what is going doing and what is not. One receives so few chances to be by oneself and I do believe that could be a cause for an acceleration of unwanted stress. For instance, I work at home, the present Mrs Izzard has also been at home on long term sick leave after being diagnosed with breast cancer in April 2010. The good thing is that because I am at home, I have been able to help her, take and be with her when she's been getting chemotherapy and radiotherapy and then afterwards when she's been getting the resulting effects I can look after our little boy.
However, the downside was that, especially during the radiotherapy, which was every weekday, I was not able to get on to doing any work. After the drive to the hospital and back, which was at least a ninety minute exercise, then taking Will to nursery, having a bit of lunch, picking up Will again and coming home, there was rarely a period of an hour or more until late in the day when I could actually get on with doing anything which naturally meant that any idea of getting the fishing tackle out of the garage and doing a bit of angling was all but out of the question. This raises my stress levels considerably, with little chance of taking a decent break.
What is going on now is that things are calming down. Chemo and radiotherapy is complete, and the present Mrs Izzard is looking to head back to work on January 17th which is very exciting. She will have to have an intravenous herceptin treatment every three weeks but there are no vile side effects from that. So, since she will be collecting Will from nursery on her way home every day, it could be that if I wanted to, I could have a few hours of an afternoon doing some angling at one of the nearby canals. I do have to get some new fishing tackle before I can do anything, as well as get a rod licence and enrol in the Birmingham Angling Association to be permitted to fish the canals, but hopefully I can get it all sorted out by the time she returns to work.
Whether I can spend an afternoon fishing of course, will be dependant on work and if I can get enough done in the mornings to be able to leave it and swap the laptop for the fishing tackle. Perhaps Friday afternoons will be the easiest to justify, but at least since I work for myself then I will know if I actually can afford to bunk off.
20110106
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