What made you happy today?

I found the other Snugglesafe in the bottom of the hutch where I now store all the piggie paraphernalia. I could find 3 but not the 4th one. Now both hay trays and both hideys in the hutch can have a snugglesafe in this colder weather.
 
Merab said:
Moses & Miriam came back from the boarders today.
They had been well cared for and spoilt but were so happy to be back in their own cage.
Both were purring happily as they ran around to check everything was still in place.
Carrot cottage was quickly moved 😁
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Awww 🥰
 
Merab said:
Moses & Miriam came back from the boarders today.
They had been well cared for and spoilt but were so happy to be back in their own cage.
Both were purring happily as they ran around to check everything was still in place.
Carrot cottage was quickly moved 😁
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It's nice that M&M are happy at home. They know when they are well off and are clearly very loved and well looked after with you and are training you nicely.
 
My mum has severe dementia and she has recently had an accident and she fractured her knee (tibia). She has had her whole leg plastered. Today me and dad managed to get her in the car and took her shopping for the first time in over two weeks. Think it did him and her good to get out.

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I had my favourite Tesco delivery driver tonight (though I'll never let on, lol). I bought 3 packs of Bell pepper and one pepper in one pack isn't usable though the other two are fine.

I went to hand them back, told him why, and he refunded all 3 packs and let me keep them for the usable ones. It's not a massive amount but it's kind of him to do.

That said, Tesco only had half my usual cucumber order. Mourne's on an "I'm only eating cucumber and pepper" trip right now and I don't know how to explain rationing to him, lol.
 
Lorcan said:
That said, Tesco only had half my usual cucumber order. Mourne's on an "I'm only eating cucumber and pepper" trip right now and I don't know how to explain rationing to him, lol.
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I'm having a problem with rationing at the moment too. We are running out of grass and I have gradually been reducing the amount they have had Bertie is not impressed. The other's all accepted lettuce instead this morning but Bertie has moaned every time I have walked in the room today. I've never heard a piggy with a wheek that sounds like a wailing moan before and it is so persistent!
 
I wouldn't mind so much except what Mourne won't eat, Bann will, so I'll feed them both and Mourne freaks out because I'm feeding Bann and not him! He won't even acknowledge whatever is in his cage, lol, just freaks out at me for "starving him to death".

Yeah yeah yeah eat your lettuce already :flag:
 
exia said:
I have 9 workdays to do at the most dysfunctional place ever. Its been really loooong 7months, but I finished the project I was hired to do and whatever the future brings it cant be worse than this. Just hit me with crap, I can take it 😅
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Well done you ! I hope you feel proud 🥰
 
We ended up going to the pub last night. One of our new friends is a vet nurse who actually works at the practice we use. She is happy to come round and do the boys nail trims, obviously we will pay. As well as saving a bit of money, it's good that we won't need to take them as the vet is half an hour away.
 
Betsy said:
That is very precise! What weather app are you using?
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It sure - it came with my iPad.

We had a wonderful day in Warrington with old friends. It was lovely to see people again after a very long time and then out to lunch with 4 particular friends.
We arrived home before the wind got too bad which was nice
 
8 piggies all health checked and nail clipped. Including Fuzz who was quite cooperative, he was handled without me losing blood! I had to take some deep breaths before picking him up. I didn't want to come over nervous with him in case that set him off but I was worried, I could still feel the pain from last week! Fizz on the other hand was a wiggly nightmare.
 
poggle said:
I have discovered Pui Pui Molcar, a Japanese kids show on Netflix about guinea pig cars. It's... hard to describe.

If anyone would like to take a look, please find the first episode here:

I hope I don't get a temperature any time soon - the dreams/hallucinations after an episode of this would be wild...
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So cute! I've heard of them but never watched one.

I am currently the crazy person in a housecoat who is pushing their zimmer frame on the pavement two houses up and one down in front of hub's office window (so he can keep an eye on me) in order to get some stamina back in the legs. Just as long as I start to tire and no more, or my hip is starting to hurt (which it hasn't so I am doing it).

If possible, every day unless I am doing something else very physical. It also helps me with working out a lot of pent-up negative emotions out of my system, like sooo much frustration and and some more anger. You can push only so much through your head.

Unless you become suddenly disabled, you cannot imagine the various levels of frustration and the very lonely and dark places it can take you to that you'll only experience when relying on other people.

Like when you are nearly busting your ribs trying to catch the thin nurses call thingie cable with a thicker black cable from a loading device on the floor between 2 am and 3 am because some well meaning soul has undone all your knots tying the call button to your bed frame when they made up the bed for the night. And the first thing your new clumsy self does is fumble the device so it falls to the floor. How do you call a nurse to pick up their call button without having access to that button? The night crew hasa several wards to look after. Anyway, I eventually manage but not without nearly crying at least once and having to resort to cursing in Swiss dialect - which is my second highest level. Italian is reserved for my highest level as they are a lot more creative in letting it fling.

The following evening I discovered my slippers on top of my cabinet right in the corner of my niche where I really couldn't get at them. The following evening it was the toilet bag with my anti-histamines sitting there while I was having a sneezing fit... Becoming downright obsessive about keeping track of every single of my possessions and making sure that they are within my reach at all times and staying ever so British polite and apologetic about it all has been a real struggle at times.

And I am a very, very lucky one with only a very temporarily scrambled body half!

But it is sooo good to breathe some fresh air, have some space to really stretch and get out of the house for once so that is my happy event today.

PS: I really do enjoy being unapologetically autistic about being driven and having my own agenda and no longer having to be this masking gracious unassuming lady all the time... :D
 
Oh Wiebke YOU are doing so well ! An inspiration to everyone
You are determined and you will do this
Sending much love to you and the family furry family too ❤️
 
Wiebke said:
So cute! I've heard of them but never watched one.

I am currently the crazy person in a housecoat who is pushing their zimmer frame on the pavement two houses up and one down in front of hub's office window (so he can keep an eye on me) in order to get some stamina back in the legs. Just as long as I start to tire and no more, or my hip is starting to hurt (which it hasn't so I am doing it).

If possible, every day unless I am doing something else very physical. It also helps me with working out a lot of pent-up negative emotions out of my system, like sooo much frustration and and some more anger. You can push only so much through your head.

Unless you become suddenly disabled, you cannot imagine the various levels of frustration and the very lonely and dark places it can take you to that you'll only experience when relying on other people.

Like when you are nearly busting your ribs trying to catch the thin nurses call thingie cable with a thicker black cable from a loading device on the floor between 2 am and 3 am because some well meaning soul has undone all your knots tying the call button to your bed frame when they made up the bed for the night. And the first thing your new clumsy self does is fumble the device so it falls to the floor. How do you call a nurse to pick up their call button without having access to that button? The night crew hasa several wards to look after. Anyway, I eventually manage but not without nearly crying at least once and having to resort to cursing in Swiss dialect - which is my second highest level. Italian is reserved for my highest level as they are a lot more creative in letting it fling.

The following evening I discovered my slippers on top of my cabinet right in the corner of my niche where I really couldn't get at them. The following evening it was the toilet bag with my anti-histamines sitting there while I was having a sneezing fit... Becoming downright obsessive about keeping track of every single of my possessions and making sure that they are within my reach at all times and staying ever so British polite and apologetic about it all has been a real struggle at times.

And I am a very, very lucky one with only a very temporarily scrambled body half!

But it is sooo good to breathe some fresh air, have some space to really stretch and get out of the house for once.

PS: I really do enjoy being unapologetically autistic about being driven and having my own agenda and no longer having to be this masking gracious unassuming lady all the time... :D
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You are doing amazing @Wiebke. I had back fusion surgery in January so I understand exactly how you feel about being frustrated and definitely the dark place you go to when things are going slower than you would like. I absolutely hate relying on anyone too.

But …… it all gets easier. I remember saying to my husband that I would punch the next person who told me to “take it easy” in the face. 😂. My physio was amazing though. So hopefully you have someone who can say the right things at the right time. Sending love ❤️
 
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weepweeps said:
You are doing amazing @Wiebke. I had back fusion surgery in January so I understand exactly how you feel about being frustrated and definitely the dark place you go to when things are going slower than you would like. I absolutely hate relying on anyone too.

But …… it all gets easier. I remember saying to my husband that I would punch the next person who told me to “take it easy” in the face. 😂. My physio was amazing though. So hopefully you have someone who can say the right things at the right time. Sending love ❤️
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BIG HUGS

I am very sorry that you have had your own frustrating experiences but just sharing it and making it visible is a constructive part of my working through it all. I have been offered and have accepted clinical mental health support during any cancer treatment; even if my actual needs are likely to differ from the majority.

Provoking thoughts and shining light on areas that go unnoticed will hopefully help others when they are going through something similar or help visitors to just ask before they leave if there is something they can do for you before they leave a person with mobility issues - like putting things within reach or securing them against slipping away. It is these little things that can make such a difference and it is ourselves that we can train to be a little bit more observant. Life skills... :)

Of everything I was going through at that time, the weird loss of body control has been by far the scariest part for me. That is why I am so single-mindedly focused on being back in control of my body and my daily routine.

Anyway, I also have got my maintenance meds for my piggies from my vets today so between having a cage cleaner and meds for the piggies, they are now all taken care of for the coming weeks. That is another big practical but also emotional burden of mine ticked off.

It's just working my way through what needs doing bit by bit as I can so we are there by Christmas. :)
 
The first thing I was able (determined) to do was clean out the piggies. That was the most pressing concern for me as my husband has asthma and was struggling from the off with cleaning them out. It all worked out fine in the end.
 
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