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Monday, 2 March 2009

Pragmata

My whole body seems to be shutting down: I am deaf in one ear; it hurts my eyes to read, and I am constantly either too cold or too hot. None of this would be a problem if I didn't have deadlines: three lesson plans to write, my project diary from last week's sessions (which I will rely on when it comes to writing up my report), and twenty four poems to mark. If I was free to listen to my body I'd go for long walks by day then curl up in a chair in the evenings. Maybe then I'd be able to do something with runcible spoon.

18 comments:

savannah said...

(edward lear! thank you for making me look that up!!1) sorry to hear you're doing poorly, sugar...i hope things come together soonest xoxox

HoodChick said...

I'm just getting back to human myself. Feel better!

The World According To Me said...

Oh dear. That doesn't sound good. Deaf in one ear?
Look after yourself. I know it's hard when you have too much to do. If I could stop time for you, so you were able to relax and finish all your projects well before your deadlines, I would.

Eryl Shields said...

Savannah ~ any day now the sun will make it over the house and into my tiny garden and I'll be sorted. I always feel rubbish at the end of the winter.

Hoodie ~ it sounds like you had something really ghastly, whereas I'm just old, and tired of the winter gloom.

Worldie ~ do you know, I believe you would.

Conan Drumm said...

Ah, a dose of gunkitis? Yuck!

We're due some sleet / snow / wintry stuff this week... it aint over until it's over.

PI said...

Sometimes you just have to make time to be ill - shorter in the the long run. At least a quick trip to the doc's. And is that a fag I see?

debra said...

A friend sent me this today:
"May today there be peace within. May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others. May you use the gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content with yourself just the way you are.
Let this knowledge settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love. It is there for each and every one of us."

Eryl Shields said...

Conan ~ gunkitis describes it perfectly. As for the wintry stuff, it hasn't been over for two years, you'd think I'd be used to it by now.

Pat ~ I don't think I'm ill, I think my body is merely protesting against having to work to order in this constant gloom.

Debra ~ thanks.

Kim Ayres said...

I guess you don't fancy going to the Storyteller's Cafe this Thursday then... ;)

Mary Witzl said...

I feel for you! And I'm constantly too hot or too cold now too.

Take a good hot bath and drink some chamomile tea! And listen to PI about those fags: they may look cool and satisfy your nicotine addiction, but they mess up your sinuses (and mine...) (I know, I know...sorry. I can't help myself.)

Eryl Shields said...

Kim ~ I'd love to come to the Storyteller's cafe, and one day I will actually manage it.

Mary ~ you don't have to apologise for caring. I do hope my fags don't mess up your sinuses from here! I always listen to Pat, she is a very wise woman, one day I may even act on what she says – not yet though.

problemchildbride said...

I'm seriously contemplating taking a spoon to my own sinuses. Not runcible though, grapefruit. They're acting all petulant and just refuse to stop leaking. They need a good scraping out and bed with now supper to get them back in line and acting like decent body parts ought to.

Get well soon, hun. And listen to Pat.

You look dead cool in your header, glamlady!

scarlet-blue said...

It's getting a bit too gloomy... roll on April... or May... or hopefully June?
Sx

Mary Witzl said...

It's not your fags, Eryl -- it's all the fags my students smoke! Our building is supposed to be non smoking, but you've never smelled so much cigarette smoke in all your life. The cleaners smoke in the toilets; the kids sneak inside and smoke in the lobby. And no one does a £"*&-ing thing about it either.

Hope your ear is getting better and you've tackled runcible spoons!

Eryl Shields said...

Sammie ~ I'm beginning to think that body parts the globe over are combining to start an anarchist revolution, I keep hearing so many tales of woe from people who's knees refuse to carry them up stairs, who's eyes refuse to read road signs – thus causing all sorts of mayhem on five lane roundabouts – and now you with your sinuses, and me with my ear. Something will have to be done, but what I just don't know.

Scarlet ~ if I could just go to bed and sleep till June... X

Mary ~ I don't know what it is with 'runcible spoon' but I can't stop thinking it. I'll need to take a few minutes to write it down and see if anything joins it. Actually, I'll do that in a second because it's stopping me from sleeping. I blame Seamus Heaney and his 'Turnip Snedder'.

I remember the days of smoking in the toilets with such fondness. These days it's out by the bins.

debra said...

could it be the change of seasons? my sinuses are dreadful as my energy. Perhaps we all need a vacation together---somewhere warm and sunny---where others take care of us.

Kanani said...

There's a nasty cough going around that just stays with a person.
I think the only cure for this is sunshine and maybe a good movie.

Eryl Shields said...

Debra ~ I think it could be the change of seasons, though there isn't too much sign of change here.

Kanani ~ I'm beginning to think an entire change of lifestyle is needed, to one, perhaps, that has sunshine and good movies a bit more often than my current one.