Some might be able to work out the song tonight from that, but it does require a little lateral thinking, just maybe?
I must admit, with the current state of my body, I’m prepared to give anything a try that might make things better for me. In an ideal world, I’d love to be able to cut back on the medications that I need, especially the painkillers, as I really dont want to get addicted to them, or have a permanent need for them, but somehow I suspect that unless my body miraculously heals itself, or I really do get offered a nice new cybernetic/robotic body, I’m probably going to need something for the rest of my life, to ease the pain, one of the delights of getting old, I guess?
Mind, its not like I’m not used to joint pains, given the state of my knees, and the arthritis in my hands, and fingers nowadays, but still, the back is a bit more awkward than those.
Anyway, when a workmate offered me a free trial of some pills of hers, I thought, why not, its free, lets just see what happens. Something called Chaga Pills, for those who wish to know. Anyway, like a good girl, I gave them a try. I first noticed the difference after the second daily pill, the next morning, when I bent down to retrieve the cats food bowls off the floor. Now normally, my knees will let me go down so far, then I have to stretch to grab them as best I can. Putting them down involved getting as close to the floor as I could, then dropping them the last few inches.
So, I bent down, as usual, and I kept going, managed to literally pick them up off the floor! And yes, bend down to put them back on the floor too! Wow! I dont, in truth, know how much good it has done to the back. It may have done, it may not, but given the tablets, and gel I have to use as well, impossible to say! But yes, I can still, over a week later, pick up those bowls off the floor with ease.
Sadly, its not going to last, the pills, to purchase, arent cheap, and for a part time worker, with not much savings, beyond my pocket. Shame, because they’re good, but I have to be boringly practical with money now. Ah well, the Supergirl feeling has been good while it lasted at least. If anyone wants more details of the pills, which I can recommend, just leave me a comment, and I’ll get back to you.
No, I havent got this outfit, however fun it might be, and I certainly cant fly yet, either lol!
I love the vintage style of this, unsurprisingly. And yes, if anyone wants to buy me the outfit, while I’m still up to meriting wearing it lol?
Now, the video. Well, this was definitely different when it came out in 1981, but it still soared to Number 2 in the charts, albeit the shorter single version of this.
Oh, and one more medical matter to get out of the way, while we’re here. I got a letter this morning inviting me to go to a breast screening check later this month, in Huddersfield. Yes, I must get things like this because all my records are now marked as female! Practically, I dont need to go, because of course, what appears to be a decent pair of breasts on my chest arent entirely natural! So, I know, I should just say I’m declining to go, without telling them why. Thing is, part of me would be fascinated to know what the experience is like! Sadly, I’m pretty flat chested naturally (hardly surprising), so I dont know if it could even be done, or not? I know, I know, just decline the appointment, leave it at that, but…?
Well, fine, I may have tweaked the blog title to fit in with the video, but hey, we’re friends, arent we?
I know, I know, the woman who would love to have an ECT treatment (albeit, lower voltage ideally) saying there are a couple of treatments she really doesnt fancy having, crazy stuff! But fine, electrics is a bit of a kink of mine, blood letting really isnt!
Let me explain:
On my commute to Bradford, I pass a couple of these therapy places, both of which have a treatment that gives me the shudders. Ironically, from what I’ve read, both of these improve the circulation, and both definitely would help with my arthritis, but even so…
The first one, at a place in Bradford, is leech therapy. Yes, you let someone put leeches on your body, and let them have a meal of your blood, while pumping health giving enzymes into you, supposedly. And what I’ve read, its definitely meant to be a good thing for us old ladies, with arthritic joints, but yes, all the same, I’m not sure I could ever let anyone place one (or more) of those leeches on me, and let it feed for an hour or so. I know, they used to be used in hospitals and the like, but even so…I’d need a lot of convincing.
In truth, when I saw the other treatment I’m going to talk about tonight, advertised in Huddersfield, on the wall of a therapy centre, I had no idea what it even was! So yes, I looked it up on Wikipedia, to find out what it was. This:
Yes, fine, the wet cupping thing might be fine, and I could even live with the funny marks on my skin for a while, but those incisions they then make, into your skin, then draw blood out into the vacuum, eek! I know, I know, if the person doing it knows what they are doing, and their display says they do, then you’re losing less blood (probably?) than when giving a transfusion, but…
In truth, I suspect if someone talked to me about it, and made it seem fine, then I might…just, but if given a free choice, pretty sure the answer is no!
Yes, as I say, this is the woman who would quite happily (if it was the only voltage I could get it done at) have 450 volts pulsed through her brain, for 8 seconds, saying no to something which is probably a lot safer than that might be! Fine, but me, and electric play, majorly serious kink. Having cuts made on my body, or having leeches biting into me, not a kink! Though fine, from all I read, may well do me more good, but I wont do that, without convincing, of a serious degree!
Video time. Fine, I put up a live version of this about 6 months ago, but given that video has been taken down, I feel free to post up the original video this time. One of my favourite songs of all time, I would say