All The World’s A Stage.

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Well here I am again and history is repeating itself once more.

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Having gone to bed at 2.00am, I again managed to be totally awake again just before 4am.

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I would much rather be in bed where it is warm but I would eventually get restless and that would disturb Big H, who needs to get his sleep because of his fluctuating energy levels.

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Having now complained about it all, I do have to admit that there are compensations.

Tonight is a most unusual night, with the brightly moon-lit street looking like an empty stage set…..everything seeming full of expectancy and purpose

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To be honest, I would not have been surprised to suddenly have seen spectral figures dancing a stately gavotte.

Or perhaps to see a lone figure in a dark cape step out from the sharply etched shadows, hair hanging thick and long.

All very ‘Interview With A Vampire’ type stuff.

Extremely Gothic!

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I actually stood at the window for a long period, like a theatre audience of one, waiting quietly and patiently for the actors to suddenly appear.

After that I attended to more mundane things and went to prepare myself some Warburton’s of Potato Pancakes, well toasted, and a huge pot of Lapsang Suchong tea.

It is a most satisfactory heavy and smokey taste….well suited to the mood of the night.

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I have suddenly thought, perhaps I woke up because it is a hospital day tomorrow, and Big H has about three hours of testing to get through.

These ones are to do with sorting out the need for Growth Hormone.

These particular tests are different from the other ones which have been done up to now because you need to sign a form to give permission for them to be done.

This has the possibly of being dangerous because the body can go into shock, which could result in seizures or unconsciousness, therefore requiring a doctor to be present during the procedures.

Unfortunately there is no alternative if Big H is to totally get back to normal.

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This is the same hormone that Russel Watson takes everyday and it needs to be injected every evening.

If you remember, that guy has the same sort of problem, and takes the same sort of medications every day.

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Actually we are very lucky these days, because a short time ago none of these MRI scans or medications would have been possible, meaning that people would have had to let nature take it’s course.

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So the night is slowly passing, helped by the fact that somehow a whole section of my post spitefully managed to delete itself completely and not be saved.

I was very pissed-off but I am learning to be patient….better late than never!

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Anyway, I shall now go and make yet another wonderful pot of tea, before settling down to read the last bit of my Dean Koontz, which has been excellent.

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I hope that your own night was a little more restful than mine!

Do have yourself a good Tuesday.

J.

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