Sing when you're winning

Little Sonic is back home from the vets and is doing well. She was on a drip until this afternoon but she's started eating and drinking properly so thats great news. She seems to be getting back to normal. I hope she doesn't pull another stunt like that. It's made for an extremely stressful week.

I signed up for the Great Yorkshire run today. I've no idea what possessed me to do that at all but the damage has been done now so I'll have to get on with it. I shouldn't moan really, it's *only* 10K so hopefully I will actually be able to do it. I don't want to just about make it round though, no, I want to do it in some style so I'm going to be putting in a fair few miles training. I've got 'til September anyway. Famous last words! It'll get to the big day and no doubt I'll have done sod all in the way of preparation resulting in me taking 10 hours to get around and stopping every 10 feet to use my inhaler. No, that must not happen, I can't let it! I've decided that I'm going to run on behalf of Martin House children's hospice in Wetherby. It's hard to decide on a charity to support. I've done stuff in the past for bigger charities like Cancer Research UK and MS Society but I thought it would be nice to support a smaller, local charity. To read about Martin House and the great work they do, take a look at their website -http://www.martinhouse.org.uk/

I'm going to see up a JustGiving page in the next day or two, so there'll be no excuse not to dig deep for this excellent cause. I was originally going to do the Run For All in Leeds, the event that was set up by the amazing Jane Tomlinson but the day clashes with other commitments. Looking forward to doing it next year though!

Nothing much else to report, so I'm going to go and put my feet up before the onslaught begins.

Over and out

NLO

Escapology

First thing this am I went to collect Sonic and take her to the emergency vets. What a sorry sight she was. All skinny and depressed and her meow was really weak. She must have been stuck/locked in somewhere and not had any food or water for all the time she'd been away. It was obvious she was very dehydrated. Despite being so weak, she still put up some resistence when I tried to get her in the pet carrier... that's more like the old girl I know!

So off we scooted. She got checked over and despite being dehydrated and having lost weight there luckily didn't seem to be any injuries. The vet gave me the option of her having some fluids administered then and taking her home or letting them keep her in overnight so she could get fully rehydrated and have some antibiotics. I chose the latter, figuring that they could give her all the medical care she may need to get her back on her paws. She was very brave and didn't make a fuss about all the poking and prodding, but then she's so placid anyway. I've got to ring in the morning to see if she's perked up enough to come home. Poor little soul, she's had a horrible few days :o(

Other than that, it's been a quiet day. Went to see Be Kind Rewind which was mental in parts, quite enjoyed it. It was good to have a laugh after the trauma of the last week!

I'm really tired so that's it for now.

Over and out

NLO

Put the Champagne on ice / You Make Me Feel So Young

Well, some good news, finally.

My old girl Sonic turned up this evening, very thin and weak and with a somewhat diminished meow. But she's back and safe and sound, resting at her second home. None of us have any idea where she's been, but after several days, given her age, we were beginning to lose hope. So relieved she's back. At the moment she hasn't eaten anything, but I'm going to take her to the vets first thing tomorrow to get her checked over and fingers crossed she'll make a recovery from her mystery ordeal.

I went into Huddersfield today to do a spot of shopping and was in an art store buying some, well, arty stuff. When I went to pay, the woman on the till asked me if I had a student ID card (not that the place is a licenced premises but on account that they give a student discount). On telling her that I didn't, she then proceeded to ask me what school I go to. Thinking she was joking, I laughed and said, "I'm 25", which I am, but I thought she was taking the p**s. The highly embarrassed look on her face that greeted me on this revelation told me that no, in fact she hadn't been joking. When I told her I was flattered (not that I should be, I can't think of anything worse than being mistaken for a teenage schoolkid) and that I'd definately shop there again I could almost hear her thinking, "God, please don't." With hindsight, I'd slipped up majorly. If I'd have only known she was being serious, I could have told her the school I used to go to and made the most of the 10% discount. Maybe I'll leave it a while, long enough for her to forget me, and then I'll go back and see if I can get away with it.

Before I sign out, I just read something that amused me on the BBC website. In preparation for 2012 Olympics, the Borough of Westminster has come up with.... you guessed it. A text service that will tell you, if you sent TOILET to the appropriate number, the location of the nearest loos and hours of operation. So there you go. If you see this.....

....there's loo need to panic.

Over and out

NLO

Want to cry

When I said on Wednesday that I hoped that Thursday would be more interesting, this isn't quite what I hoped for.

I got a rejection letter from the final med school I was waiting to hear from. To be honest, I wasn't all that surprised but nevertheless it did still feel like a kick in the head.

I've got one interview to 'look forward to'. But I'm feeling so low in confidence that I am almost tempted to email and cancel and let someoneelse have the chance. I guess I've just got to pick myself up and give it the best shot.

My frame of mind probably is mostly down to the fact that my cat, Sonic, has been missing for 2 days and I'm desperately worried about her. When I moved away from home, I left her with my parents because it didn't seem fair to uproot her from the home she's always known. She's an old girl, nearly 15 and was recently diagnosed with hyperthyroidism which she was taking medication for. Anyways, my parents have gone on holiday and their neighbours have been looking after Sonic, which they always do. She is as much a part of their family as she is ours. I got a call yesterday from them saying that they were worried as they hadn't seen Sonic since Wednesday morning. So I went over and spent not far off 2 hours looking everywhere for her but to no avail. I'm about to go over again for another search. I feel really sick and can't eat, I just can't stand the thought of her being missing or in pain somewhere. I can't really remember a time before we got Sonic. She's a brilliant pet, so friendly and placid and everyone loves her.

Right, I'm going to go and look for her again.

Over and out

NLO

This is the time, this is the place

Hello and welcome to my blog and my first posting. If I had the option of putting a virtual red ribbon on here to virtually cut I would do but I can't so that's that really.

So I guess you all want to know what I've been doing today. Well, I could lie and say I've had a productive day and all that but that's not my style. I've basically done sod all. I've pretty much done some washing up and fed the cat and that sums it up. To the uninitiated, I do have a job but I'm semi-incapacitated at the moment and am off work due to having surgery recently . That's a long story though, so I won't bore you with that. Oh, go, on then, if I must, you've twisted my arm. I broke my wrist snowboarding in September and had to have it put back together with a metal plate and a range of screws which look suspiciously similar to ones that I remember being in my set of Meccano when I was a kid. The plan initially was to keep these bits of shrapnel in situ but they were proving troublesome so 3 weeks ago I went back under the knife to have them removed. Now safely housed in a sterile specimen pot, their new purpose is to amaze/disgust/intrigue friends and family. So consequently, I am extrememly bored at home on my own all day.

Oh, I've just remembered, I have done something else. I keep obsessively checking my emails and every morning I rush to see what post I've got. I'm waiting for a reply from the last med school I've yet to hear from. So far I've had 2 rejections without interview and 1 invitation to interview in March. I'm desperate to hear from this last place though. It's horrible to be waiting like this, it's pretty late in the day to still be waiting for a reply. In fact, I think they should interview me... it would be just too mean to keep me holding on like this for nada. I've given up trying to second guess what's going to happen though and I've resigned myself to the fact that it's going to be at least another 6 weeks 'til I learn my fate :oS

I'm hoping something at least slightly funny/entertaining will happen tomorrow so I'll have something to write about otherwise this blog idea is going to turn out to be very misguided.

Over and out

NLO