There are some right T**t's about why would people need to do that it's really sad. You should of said yes I want a picture to hang in the hall of idiotsMorning
Late today as kept getting 503 Service Temporarily Unavailable for the forum
Got quite down yesterday, went to look out the window as it was a nice day and spotted a cat in a tree so watched it for a minute until a local clown gave me 1 and 2 finger salutes and abuse and do you want a ******* picture so now I feel I can’t even go and look out of MY window, I always thought windows were for looking out not in and seen as we stay in a middle floor flat he shouldn’t have been looking up at our window anyway
Anyway it was a 4.9 for me today, feeling VERY warm, heating was on for an hour but mum was still cold so she asked me to put it back on as I was passing
xx
That’s awful. It’s your window so of course you should be able to look out of it.Morning
Late today as kept getting 503 Service Temporarily Unavailable for the forum
Got quite down yesterday, went to look out the window as it was a nice day and spotted a cat in a tree so watched it for a minute until a local clown gave me 1 and 2 finger salutes and abuse and do you want a ******* picture so now I feel I can’t even go and look out of MY window, I always thought windows were for looking out not in and seen as we stay in a middle floor flat he shouldn’t have been looking up at our window anyway
Anyway it was a 4.9 for me today, feeling VERY warm, heating was on for an hour but mum was still cold so she asked me to put it back on as I was passing
xx
Vent awaySimilar issues getting on the forum this morning.
7.6 and feels like I’m getting a cold.
Filed a police report online yesterday about the rape I experienced aged 17. Clicked send at 5pm.
At 5:30 two police officers at my door in response to the report to take preliminary details and basically do a welfare check and see how I was.
The female officers were both lovely, looked about 12, and were incredibly supportive during the 90 minutes they were here.
They’ll pass the details over to a specialist team who will conduct a much more in depth interview and will guide me through giving a statement for as many of the assaults I’ve experienced over the years as I’m comfortable doing.
They will also link back to a report I made at the time with knife guy.
I’m told that the specialist team will be in contact today.
I’m exhausted. I know I have to, and I mean HAVE TO, lodge formal reports because I dread to think these guys have done similar or worse to others. I know it’s decades since but if my testimony can fill in the blanks or give just a little more evidence against one of them and help bring them to justice, perhaps not now but at some point, then that’s a good thing.
Still waiting for Survivors U.K. to response but apparently that can take “a few” days.
My mood shifts from utterly drained to calm to so fuckin’ angry and that’s exhausting in itself.
I bought bread yesterday. And three little Lindt eggs. I ate them all.
I’m going to stop eating the rubbish though as it doesn’t help. Ok so it’s comforting in a way and there’s a psychological thing going on with it which I’m not quite sure I entirely grasp but it can’t be allowed to jeopardise the control over my BG long or medium term.
I’m not depressed. I’m not scared. I’m not suicidal or anything even vaguely approaching that I’m just tired, angry and emotional.
Oh and mum’s getting her second jab on Saturday so that’s both of them done.
Apologies for the venting.
Happy birthday to the young gentleman.Thought I might be somewhere close to what used to be my normal this morning after a post-prandial 6.2 yesterday evening but no, it's a 6.6 for me today. Delayed breakfast until after we'd been to fetch a newspaper but hadn't dropped much when I tested again when we got back so skipped the Weetabix and had a bowl of chopped strawberries, crushed walnuts, chia seed and Greek yogurt instead.
My wife rustled up a Peri Peri chicken from scratch for tea yesterday as it was our youngest's birthday, so that went down well with my salad. She prefers to make her own marinades rather than open a packet. We'd got him a birthday cake but I declined. Not keen on chocolate sponge anyway, unless it's with custard. Drooling at the thought but it ain't gonna happen.
Strangely he didn't get a single birthday card through the post yesterday, even though we know that family members posted them during last week, one as early as Tuesday. As it happens no one in our close got any post yesterday, which seems odd. Hopefully they will all come through the door today. As he has an underlying health condition he also had his AZ jab yesterday and was up during the night feeling nauseous and a bit under the weather, so common side-effects. Normally he'd be up by now but he's still sleeping it off. My wife gets her jab this evening, over at Reading FC's Madejski Stadium.
Congratulations @Gwynn on the HS. What I'd give for one of those....
Martin
That’s normal for round here, we went 5 days without post last week, and there were several things (eg, subscription magazine) that ought to have arrived. OH is in similar position as your son, waiting for birthday cards to arrive that he knows were posted in good time. I think they went all out to get the Mother’s Day stuff out, flowers from my daughter arrived on Saturday, and now they’ve relapsed.Strangely he didn't get a single birthday card through the post yesterday, even though we know that family members posted them during last week, one as early as Tuesday. As it happens no one in our close got any post yesterday, which seems odd
Thank you @MAC2020,A close 5.1 this morning.
Well done @Gwynn on the HS.
Does this mean you will never again celebrate a HS @Anitram?
well done @Newbie777 great job, keep it up! Time to update your signature birthday & A1c
Thinking of you . You vent away you have every right toSimilar issues getting on the forum this morning.
7.6 and feels like I’m getting a cold.
Filed a police report online yesterday about the rape I experienced aged 17. Clicked send at 5pm.
At 5:30 two police officers at my door in response to the report to take preliminary details and basically do a welfare check and see how I was.
The female officers were both lovely, looked about 12, and were incredibly supportive during the 90 minutes they were here.
They’ll pass the details over to a specialist team who will conduct a much more in depth interview and will guide me through giving a statement for as many of the assaults I’ve experienced over the years as I’m comfortable doing.
They will also link back to a report I made at the time with knife guy.
I’m told that the specialist team will be in contact today.
I’m exhausted. I know I have to, and I mean HAVE TO, lodge formal reports because I dread to think these guys have done similar or worse to others. I know it’s decades since but if my testimony can fill in the blanks or give just a little more evidence against one of them and help bring them to justice, perhaps not now but at some point, then that’s a good thing.
Still waiting for Survivors U.K. to response but apparently that can take “a few” days.
My mood shifts from utterly drained to calm to so fuckin’ angry and that’s exhausting in itself.
I bought bread yesterday. And three little Lindt eggs. I ate them all.
I’m going to stop eating the rubbish though as it doesn’t help. Ok so it’s comforting in a way and there’s a psychological thing going on with it which I’m not quite sure I entirely grasp but it can’t be allowed to jeopardise the control over my BG long or medium term.
I’m not depressed. I’m not scared. I’m not suicidal or anything even vaguely approaching that I’m just tired, angry and emotional.
Oh and mum’s getting her second jab on Saturday so that’s both of them done.
Apologies for the venting.