In search of a strategy to help me relax during post-op recuperation, I'm currently listening to the calming sounds of rainfall on YouTube. This ten hour video, shot in a park on one static camera, bequeathing to it's viewer/listener the relaxing tones of cascading precipitation. I'd like to clarify, I don't intend listening to all … Continue reading Rain Stops Dismay
Yesterday, during discharge from hospital, a medic warned me to take things steady physically, along with avoiding situations that may trigger stressful responses. Well meaning advice key to GJ Strachan's speedier post-op recuperation. The need of which chronicled in greater depth in yesterdays blog 'Home at Last' - https://strachan.blog/2019/01/15/home-at-last/ Knowing the potential consequences of not … Continue reading Adapting
Yesterday evening, laying in the Leeds General Infirmary (LGI) bed which'd been my residence since a cardiac arrest last Friday morning, thoughts turned to how much I'd missed casa Strachan during this unscheduled tenancy. A quartet of dusks/dawns where I'd been deprived of numerous sensory comfort blankets. Simple experiences such as witnessing it's decorative contemporary … Continue reading Home At Last
Frustratingly, the shortness of breath I was experiencing yesterday still envelopes me as I write. The amateur quackery I've undertaken to shake this off, including the use of Germolene antiseptic cream (a catch all remedy of my mater), thus far proved ineffective. My other attempted actions, the use of leeches, drinking hotter tea and the … Continue reading The Futility of Quackery
Yesterday evening I decided to remove my beard. Consequently, for first time in many months I'm smooth of visage whilst I wander the avenues and alleyways of Leeds 15..... An unremarkable feat, admittedly, but if you bear with me I'll explain why I felt moved to mention it. Incidentally, when relaying I've removed my beard … Continue reading Ten Years Younger?
Ordinarily, I don't watch breakfast TV magazine shows. Indifference to celebrity gossip, unashamed self publicity of guest's new books and show biz 'idols' showing similar indifference in reporter Dan Wootton's selfies, negating my desire to pay it much mind. This morning, though, I was glued to a segment of ITV's Lorraine show, featuring a remarkably … Continue reading Kris’ Selfless Legacy
My daughter Rachel, who's been working in Canada for the last sixteen months, twelve days, 22 hours and thirty two minutes, is currently on vacation in the USA with her boyfriend. A lass who always tries to integrate with her hosts, Rach will spend her time in the States striving to fit in with the … Continue reading Meet Me In Montana