Last February a friend of mine, Songbird, had a massive coronary and lapsed into a coma. She was on the high dependancy unit of a London hospital for months, and I would go and visit her a couple of times a week. It's tough when you can't converse with someone, but sitting and silently holding her hand doesn't seem to be enough either. I ended up reading bits of her favourite newspaper out to her, looking for the lighter stories and also segments about London 2012.
Last Saturday, she died. It's so sad that I'll never see her again but in truth - for me anyway - she died 14 months ago; it was the outside shell of Songbird I was reading to. The essence of her, her laugh, her melodic voice, her expressive eyes, the sheer force of her personality, was gone. But it's still sad.
Also, 28th April 2008 - I lost Starchild.
Saturday, 28 April 2012
Tuesday, 17 April 2012
a year in music
A year ago today A and I parted company. A whole year!
When he first left I was all http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iY17nf6kvw4
Then, a few months later I went through a phase of http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBR2G-iI3-I
And now http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vx2u5uUu3DE&ob=av2n
When he first left I was all http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iY17nf6kvw4
Then, a few months later I went through a phase of http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBR2G-iI3-I
And now http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vx2u5uUu3DE&ob=av2n
Tuesday, 10 April 2012
isn't it ironic
I was aged ten-and-a-half when I got my first period and thereafter had one of those perfect, light, mild discomfort only 28-day cycles you read about until I was 14.
Then it was still a regular 28-day cycle but not so much with the light or mild discomfort. They were so heavy I became anaemic, and so painful I sometimes had to miss school and spend my days worshipping at the porcelain altar.
Then, aged 16, my periods almost completely stopped. I would have one every 12-18 months or so, sometimes going as long as 2 years between cycles. This lasted until I was 38 and started on fertility treatment and a whole different party went on in my innards.
Since A left last year, guess how many times I've been visited by Aunt Flo? Twelve. A regular 28-day cycle, still heavy and painful, but a regular cycle.
Now. Aged 43, single and no longer TTC. I am finally ovulating.
And that, Ms Canadian Singer, is irony for you.
Then it was still a regular 28-day cycle but not so much with the light or mild discomfort. They were so heavy I became anaemic, and so painful I sometimes had to miss school and spend my days worshipping at the porcelain altar.
Then, aged 16, my periods almost completely stopped. I would have one every 12-18 months or so, sometimes going as long as 2 years between cycles. This lasted until I was 38 and started on fertility treatment and a whole different party went on in my innards.
Since A left last year, guess how many times I've been visited by Aunt Flo? Twelve. A regular 28-day cycle, still heavy and painful, but a regular cycle.
Now. Aged 43, single and no longer TTC. I am finally ovulating.
And that, Ms Canadian Singer, is irony for you.
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