Mar 15

An Interesting Evening

Or how ignorance and a false assumption led to an evening, not worth writing about into two posts and an idea for another category.

Of course, the first post is now this one.

First the ignorance. I have never had a MRI Scan before.

You may experience a little noise he said. That was no kind of warning for what happened.

Hence the second post MRI Scan Symphony

Someone must have written about this before. It’s such an amazing experience. But I am not going to check just in case I am tempted to read it and influence my own writing.

Second the false assumption. I know you shouldn’t assume but that’s it I suppose everyone does it at one time and another.

My last status on facebook was:

Hooray!! Final scan this evening and then a small celebration with friends.

The trouble is my friends didn’t know this. They don’t even know I was in hospital. I didn’t tell them.

I wasn’t going to tell anyone. I was going to tell them afterwards. “Oh, by the way, I’ve been in hospital and I’m all better now.”

The hospital though had to tell my sister. There is always a chance that going under general anaesthetic can be dangerous and they needed a next of kin.

The reason I didn’t tell anybody was that I had no idea that a visit to the doctors was going to be so dramatic. It was a sore throat, OK it was a very sore throat. I couldn’t eat and it was very hard to swallow, but I’d had this sort of thing before. I used to get very bad tonsillitis years and years ago, so as far as I was concerned I was just popping in to get some antibiotics. They used to start working almost from taking the first one.

But the doctor thought it had got too bad and was worried that it might close up my windpipe. So it was straight to Accident and Emergency.

I still wonder that if I had gone when the sore throat had first started it would have turned out different.

Now to the reason they didn’t know I was going to be out that evening.

I’d been somewhat worried that I wouldn’t be up to it.

Although the worse parts of the side-effects were over, I had taken my final steroid on Thursday, I was still getting  periods of lack of concentration and “now what did I come here for”

Twice I’d gone down to the kitchen to make a drink with coffee in my cup and a tea bag in my hand, and I use a different mug for each.

Come to think of it. Why didn’t anyone tell me about these side effects. All I got was “There may be some weight gain”. Not a problem to me, I’m a long lanky git, could most probably do with some more weight.

My sister who also had to have at one time a short course of steroids and had no such problems.

Maybe  different steroids have different effects.

Perhaps they effect different people different ways and the doctors don’t really know what the side-effects will actually be.

Or did they just forget?

So, the idea was to go and have the scan then see how I felt before I rang to see where they were in Romford.

Funnily, on the way to the bus stop, it felt that maybe I’d put my pants on back to front. but it was only that I’d got my shirt tails twisted.

The false assumption of course that they would be in Romford. They do go other places, but not often, they are usually in Romford.

Yes you guessed it.

No problem though. I can see them next weekend, I will be much better then and I can really celebrate.

I can still go into Romford get something to eat and then have a drink, and in my favourite pub now, because one of my friends has unfortunately managed to get himself barred from this establishment.

And then I had second thoughts. It is a long walk and, although it’s near another bus route to Ilford, I’ll have a longer walk home.

As there is a pub right outside where I get off the bus to home, why not have a drink there. It’s a lot closer to home and I can get some chips or something on the way back.

I have lived in this area before and used this pub on my way to or back from Ilford. Now though, I would have to go out of my way to get there. So all in all I haven’t been there for at least ten years.

I am glad now that I did. It was a pleasant surprise. They had a very nice guest beer, some flavours of which got through even my iffy taste buds. A shame it’s nearly coming to it’s end – I would love to see what it really tastes like.

Any way it was called “Black Cat” and made by Moorhouse’s Brewery which is a shame because it’s in Lancashire. Maybe I’ll get lucky and find it as a guest beer somewhere else locally.

It has a nice beer garden and smoking area out the back.

I only went into the small bar, I had forgotten how small, and the people there were very friendly and I was soon in a conversation with some of them. I didn’t really want to leave after one drink, but I hadn’t eaten for ages because of the time of the appointment. Had to leave at the time usually I would have my evening meal.

Thus the new category. I’d already had the idea for one on drink and now I have decided to have one on the places I have enjoyed drinking in. Still got to think of a name for it though.

I may also have found my new local.

Only one problem, the chip shop I was going to get some food from was closed, so it’s down to the corner shop on my road, which was also packing up, for a large packet of Chilli Heatwave Doritos and some chocolate.

Two more bonuses.   I can get in a few more whacks on the Viking Clan 3 day St. Paricks day calendar. I also get to watch Down Periscope on Movie Mix. Not great comedy by any means but with one great put-down.

“Careful, you are talking to a Superior Officer”

“No, merely a higher ranking one”

 

Mar 13

Coming out as a writer

I didn’t know that coming out as a writer would be so difficult or so scary or so mentally and physically draining.

Originally I wasn’t going to do it so soon. I was going to write more posts actually relating to the theme of the site, get a bit more content in.

But then, what started as a little bit of fun escalated.

I’d just finished yesterdays post.Looked at it and was pleased with it.

I thought  – not bad actually. It said what I wanted to say. The writing of it had actually clarified a couple of issues for me. It gave a little advice and managed to even fit in a bit of my own personal philosophy.

Yes, I was feeling smug. I felt like a writer.

To celebrate I thought I’d have a little joke on my Twitter account. Only one follower and she’s a friend. The idea was to have me declare myself a writer and be congratulated by my main account.

But I couldn’t get it to work. I was answering my own tweet with the wrong account and I couldn’t make it look like a proper conversation so I gave up. That will learn me, I’ve had it a year and really only used it to follow so I’m a beginner at tweeting. But in my defence I had imagined it would be simple.

Is it just me being stupid or does anybody else find this a most annoyingly difficult program to learn to use?

(Aside: Not only am I now learning to write I’m learning the art of publicity too. This could be more fun than I first thought.)

I still wanted to do it though and I’ve also got two facebook accounts. Even I could manage this on facebook.

Moonlit Knight: Today is the day I become a writer

Philip Dyer:   Hi MK so gongrats are in order yes? Doesn’t declaring it like that sound pretty smug 🙂

(Had to add the smiley didn’t want my other account to seem to harsh)

Moonlit Knight: Hi Phil long time no see. ha ha yes I’m feeling very smug at the moment. Didn’t say I was a good writer though  and it’s only a blog.

And done: Or so I thought.

Now I have a tendency to either jump into something with both feet or become the world’s worst procrastinator. Both have a time and place – but I often get it wrong.

But I am really sure now this is both feet time.

And I have an audience right here.

It would be nice to have some readers right in on the start.

Scary, but I must confess to a being a bit of a showman and the statement “Today is the day I become a writer.” is definitely a dramatic entrance too good to waste.

But it’s easy to be a bit of a showman with family and friends, but complete strangers?

And most of my friends on this account are complete strangers. I started it to somehow fit in with my site but then used it mainly to play the facebook games. Nearly everyone here is because of that. Then when I gave up playing it became rather neglected, I didn’t use it for anything socially much.

So I use my other account to ease me in.

I write the link, I take a deep breath and press enter.

I really didn’t expect that preview just a little link. Yes, I know now I could have just removed the preview – but I panicked.

The tagline did look a bit pretentious and I hate pretentiousness in others. The last thing I want to look is pretentious. If I ever show any sign of that – have a word in my ear.

So I used my other account to try and defuse the situation and wonder what to do. Ah yes bring in the old tagline – that could be useful.

That done only a couple more posts to wrap it up.

I felt actually exhausted, I was very glad nobody else commented, I couldn’t face any questions so I just cut and run.

But at least it was done and I could take a rest.

And yes the old tagline was more like me so I changed it back even though It’s made a complete mess of the top layout. I have a couple of niggles about that anyway so it looks like I must get my technical hands dirty.

Changing the tagline does have another benefit – it’s clarified that I shall write as me not as the character as I was originally going to do.

The silver in the knight’s hair is not all moonlight, on closer inspection the armour is battered and slightly tarnished but he is still a knight, a knight still on a quest.

Addendum:

Finally braved going back to facebook. After all that I had nothing to worry about. Two likes that came from the first post. And nothing new. Most probably not seen by anybody else.

I am kind of disappointed. I was quite hoping somebody would have noticed the duplicity. The other day uploaded the same photos to both accounts and used one as my new profile picture on my main account.

The lack of notice is no problem. I am going to be busy using the account to update when I do a  post that is relevant to my theme.

As most of these friends  are gameplayers I may be writing about that they are interested in. I do expect a mass exodus though. Thinking about it I may have to start it – some of these players may well be children and some of my posts will not have suitable content.

Mar 12

Maunderings

I still seem to have the writing bug. Ideas for the site are resurfacing and new ones keep on popping up – sometimes too fast – I’m having to take notes. (Note to technical self: Maybe a review of of note taking software) See.

But, I thought I would take some time and reflect on, “Why now?”

It maybe be because last December was my 60th Birthday.

The feeling that after all these years I really haven’t  really done anything with my life. I am not complaining here – I have had great time along the way and intend  to carry on that way for a very long time.

Maybe it’s my shot at immortality of a kind.

But then again, the idea of Moonlit Knight has been around for ages. I liked the design of my site and still remember how pleased I felt with myself when I converted it from HTML, using tables to php and CSS.

I tried using the blog format thinking this would give me a freer approach. This was not the first and this goes back to April 2011 but it still never really got going.

It may have been the catalyst but there was still the big chance that it would also never get going.

My stay in hospital was a big contributory cause:

Four days without TV, the internet or computer games and no worries except, “When’s  dinner?” But a lot of time to think. So much time. What to do with it when the library books finished, when the papers are read, when the crosswords done. Luckily two of the days were Saturday and Sunday. That certainly sparked the creative juices.

But still.

And then I realised why this idea had never really got of the ground. I lacked confidence in my abilities as a writer. I had seen other sites and weblogs and had been discouraged – I was never going to be worthy of being in their company.

And then it hit me. It really didn’t matter at all about how good other people were at doing this.

This is my website – it’s for me.

I shall treat it as I have done so far with my life. To enjoy the journey to the best of my abilities. It doesn’t matter what other people think.

If I can entertain, inform or even maybe help people on the way, that would be, as Internal Dialogue so succinctly put it “A bonus.”

Thank You.

Mar 11

Last health update I promise

No more of those feeling stoned periods since Sunday – thank goodness. Concentration does wander a bit but improving. Actually though when it does I go for a walk in the garden which is a lot healthier than my old self where I spent too much time at my computer in one go. Must keep it up.

Technical skills still a bit fuzzy. Which is a shame I really want to go over to the other side of my dual boot machine and play with my new Linux Mint.

Looks like I shall have to stay with my creative side for a while. I can always do some non technical posts on my other blog.

My only real gripe at the moment is taste. My mouth still feels like rubbish, getting some flavours, I know what I’m eating but I’m missing something and texture feels all wrong. And I really fancy a burger.

Edit so I don’t have to be seen to be a liar.

I am not sure yet if it’s because my taste buds had suddenly improved or my choice of meal this evening was inspired – but oh, it was so mmmmmm.

I was so satisfied I am going to give a big hand and a free plug to:

Iceland Italian Stonebaked Mediterranean Vegetable Pizza.

 

 

 

Mar 10

Introducing Internal Dialogue

After the shopping trip on Saturday I was trying to think of a way to write about how the slight confusion felt and decided to use internal dialogue.

But during the reverie of just resting in the sun the internal dialogue carried on and made me smile. So I thought why not share, somebody might find it as amusing as I did. So without further ado I inflict them on you too – please give a big welcome to Internal Dialogue.

Hello.

Hello.

What’s your name then?

I don’t have a name.

Why not?

I don’t need one. There are only the two of us here.

What difference does that make?

You speak then I speak. No confusion.

OK. I get it. But what if someone else joins us?

They won’t. You know one of his  favourite acronyms.

Oh yes. K.I.S.S. Keep It Simple Stupid. And  I can see that three of us here, if only two are needed, would violate that. I can only see one problem though.

What’s that?

The boss is stupid. Wouldn’t Internal Monologue be simpler? You say something, you say something. definitely not confusing.

Well, to be fair. Critical thinking really isn’t his forte at the moment. Anyway – I say something, You say something is no harder to type than I say something, I say something.

Oh yes, I see. And, yes not having names really helps there.

So, now we have got that sorted, are you ready to say Hello to the readers?

The readers?

Yes the readers. We are going out to the internet. We are are going to be part of a blog – people will read what we say.

Why would they want to do that?

He finds us amusing and thought other people out there might enjoy us too.

I don’t really fancy all that extra work.

What extra work?

Well, he is so easily amused. Especially at the moment. It’s going to be harder work to amuse other people.

We don’t have to  – we only have to amuse him. Anything else is a bonus.

That’s all right then.

So, are you ready to say hello now?

But we are still in Draft.

That’s because the post isn’t finished yet. But if we wait till it is, the hello will come at the end. So we will  just have to pretend for now.

I think I can handle that. But who says it?

I don’t think it really matters. But lets say it together. On the count of three. One. Two. Three.

‘Hello Readers’

So, these readers, are they important then?

The only reason we are really here.

What if they don’t like us?

The ones that don’t like us will go away disappointed, but some might enjoy us.

That’s a lot of responsibility on us if he wants readers.

No it’s fine, he writes about other stuff too.

Oh yes, I see. Other posts. Not very many and some are very old.

I know, pathetic isn’t it. But he did apologise.

What was that? I felt a bump.

He has written an introduction to us.

Oh, that’s nice. But he said inflict. Inflict – doesn’t he take us seriously?

Think about it.

Oh, that’s another bump. Wow. We’re out. We’re Posted. But two other posts have disappeared. We’ve lost the one about the Sword Fragarach and the Prog Rock Band Gandalf’s Fist.

Don’t worry about it they’re still there. Just not on the first page any more.

Oh good, because Hymn to Ratri has just gone too. But why are we still talking? I thought we were posted.

We are. But he is still editing. Don’t forget he is new at this. He is wondering how much more of this to put in.

We did go on a bit that afternoon didn’t we. But won’t this be a bit confusing? How will the readers know when we are finished if he keeps on adding stuff?

No problem, he will be finished well before we get any readers. Nobody knows where here yet. But as we have already said hello we could just say a goodbye.

Ooh, ooh, can we do the goodnight one?

Oh yes, that one. I know how much you have wanted to do that one. And how about that for timing, I think this is it. Tell me when you are ready then I’ll start.

OK. Ready.

And it’s goodnight from me.

And its goodnight from him.

Goodnight.

Well that’s that then.

Will we be back.?

We’ll have to wait and see

 

 

Mar 09

I wasn’t going to post today – but

After yesterdays vast improvement I was a bit disappointed with today. Pretty much the same but minus any energy. I suppose it is Sunday though – pretty much a lazy day anyway. Did manage to get round to having a shave.

It does now seem to have been going on for ever though. And I was only in the hospital for five days. I really have to feel sorry for those needing longer periods of treatment.

Did find myself going down to the kitchen twice with a spoonful of coffee in my cup and a tea-bag in my hand. Ha Ha.

I did though get angry when I managed to bang my leg. Now that’s  more like the original me.

Mar 08

Woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head

Hmm – another Beatles lyric. OK boys, I get then hint.

Felt a positive lazybones this morning. Didn’t wake till 7.50 am.  I was pleasantly surprised the steroid effects had lessened so dramatically as I had been expecting it to be more gradual. Still there but more under control. Stayed out in the garden for some time, but more because it was a nice morning rather than the need to pace about like some caged animal.

Higher cognitive skills seem to be returning. Which is good as, it would like to do something with my also woefully underwritten technical blog while I’ve still got the writing bug.

Talking of which. I really should thank the whoever or whatever that my computer went kaput when it did. I would really have been in trouble if it had gone after I came out of the hospital as it is also my TV.

Oh, before I go off to do some shopping and forget. This is a great get out of bed song.

Matt Bianco – Get out of your lazy Bed 1984 http://youtu.be/DKdsArZ2Nes

I’m glad I checked the Beatles lyrics, I had forgotten about this one.

Got back from shopping and felt pleasantly tired. It’s daylight and I could actually sit, just sit, out in the garden and enjoy a cup of tea.

While I was out I had a little incident that reminded me I am not completely out of the woods yet.

This is a nice walk.

Yes it is. But don’t forget it has a purpose.

Oh yes . Shopping. We need to get some money.

OK. There’s the machine. Lets go for that.

The money’s not coming out.

Did you put the wrong pin number in?

No. It’s the card. It’s not working. It’s just sitting there.

Aha, I think I’ve found the problem.

Ha ha. Oh yes. I don’t think  trying to use the Iceland Bonus Card works well at a bank.

Mar 07

More of the Same

Feeling pretty smug with myself now. Even under the circumstances I have managed to finish off yesterdays post and I’m on target to get this post out today if I keep it short.

This morning was a bit of an adventure. Expecting a normal signing on day, I thought, I can handle this and headed down for 9.25 am, only to find I’ve got a review. I am not sure how I managed to get through it and I kept wondering when somebody would realise that I was as high as a kite.

I suppose really I should have not signed the declaration. If I  had to attend an interview or start work immediately I would have been well and truly rumbled.

No wonder you get to carry a yellow card. I can just see the scenario. “Sorry Officer. Yes I am stoned. But it’s all quite legal thanks to the medication I am on.”

Tapering off of effects quicker today. Nearly managed to watch The Chase in one hit and was fine by The Gadget Show at 7.00 pm.

Only six  more days of this to go. OK , that does still sound long, but I am not tempted to cut the treatment short.

 

Nearly forgot. Ta Da

Mar 06

I get up I get down I get up I get down

Well – Yesterday was pretty much the same as Monday so I thought today I’d being doing my first normal post today – but plans of mice and men and all that.

A new development. Woke up, made my first cup of coffee and then had to wonder how many others I had already had. Wired I think was the word I thought of.

Concentration shot, I couldn’t even do my Viking Clan session in one go,  but bundles of energy. Must be something to do with the tailing off of the Steroids.

Upsides. All those little niggling jobs around the place that I never seemed to have time to do. Sorted. Plenty of gentle exercise.

Downsides.The body just seemed to want on going but thought processes veered from butterfly hyper-drive to almost total shut-down.

I am really glad the weather has been good and I have access to a garden. My place is definitely too small to keep a caged animal.

Saw my first bumble bee of the year.

Went for a walk to the shops lunchtime and body just wanted to keep on going. If it was down a country lane, a trail in the woods or along a windswept beach (no cliff paths), I may have gone with the flow, but didn’t see much point in walking through streets of houses.

Well no crash and burn, just a tapering off of the effects through late afternoon and early evening. By 8.00 pm I was actually relaxed enough and could concentrate enough to vege out in front of the TV.

Mar 04

I Can’t Dance

Good start to the day. Very early for me but I’m still on hospital time. Sure I’ll get back to my old layabout ways soon. Oh so nice to be able to go and switch on the TV while I play catch up with emails and Facebook. Had some toast and marmalade for breakfast so  could take my pills. No pain so it looks like I have a  whole packet of Paracetamol for future needs.

A nice slow saunter into Ilford to get a new library book and get a bit of shopping. So far so good. The only downside is I still feel a little woolly headed – I don’t think I’ll be doing anything too technical today.

And then about 4.00 pm my throat feels sore and I’ve got a bit of a headache. It took me some time to realise that it might be because I’d just spent the last five minutes singing and dancing to I Can’t Dance by Genesis.

I had been updating some facebook info and down by the music section I wondered why I had a button on an album cover.