Stats of blog?

9th August 2018

August rainfall...

On this damp and dingy day, I got up feeling a bit bleurgh! After shouting about a tidy house a bit to my daughters, I fired up my laptop and got a surprise.
On Gardening with Limits I have written 105 posts. I started it in March 2017 (posted first blog as Jan 2017) and I've had over 8,000 views... not exactly amazing but I am quite astounded.
I get some feedback but no comments, suggestions or questions so I don't really know what gets me views –  pictures or visits or my recent surgery? I do this for my own benefit more than anything else, but I am feeling a bit disoriented by the recent surgery and its recovery time. Those plans I said I was going to make have disappeared into the novellas on my kindle. It's not even that comfortable to read the kindle to be honest, as aches are constant at the moment. I wish there was an answer that took all my woes but it's a constant battle just to keep track of my paracetemol and ibuprofen intake if I'm honest!
Recently I have not found technology to be my friend, but I don't need that to lay out a plan for the garden. I just need an endless stream of fairy dust...

A new reality!

5th August 2018

Limitations have increased...

I wasn't expecting this! Strange but true... I have had operations before but never really experienced the likes of this! Lift nothing is scary to someone who usually muddles through and does what she can, but the pain is extreme now if I forget and try to be normal. And that is weird for an MSer to admit. I try to be as normal (what does that even mean???) as possible. I try to do what I can but two nearly three weeks in and the limitations I have are extreme. My youngest admitted to me today that she was scared when I was in hospital. Ouch!
The school holidays are going to be that bit stranger for the girls. Slinging a handbag over my shoulder (hurts), and speeding into town takes just that little bit more effort (not driving) and despite my best efforts we haven't got the girls signed up to anything, and that afternoon spent in Lister paediatrics, the Wednesday before my operation, took away the time I was going to spend trying to sign the girls up to holiday fun...
Granny has gone back to Scotland, and two weeks of being looked after are fading into a lovely memory. I am slightly more able but nowhere near enough to lift my impatience. I am sleeping better which means my long-suffering husband is able to sleep better too. If it gets too much he can always send me to the shed granny just vacated?
Piles of dry plants have been pulled up and I think we might need to look at getting our garden waste collected and pay, or we will be sending tumbleweeds over the town. The area we were clearing for a compost heap now has been filled up with cuttings and the brambles will take over if I can't lift them.
Talk has been made of a cycle ride (the other three, not me) but later on when I am likely to be bushed. Naptime for me then. Back to my kindle, perched on a pillow as I can't really prop it on my sore bits, and I am still having to lie on my back. This will improve/change, please?

Brambles have been giving
lots of fruit for my youngest to eat.

Second blooms for the rose bushes...

Hubbie checked these
are not weed type lilies... 

August already!

1st August 2018

Wormery or compost bin?

I never thought that might be an option, but my mum is spending another week here and has been pulling up overgrown areas I haven’t touched in the months of our annus horribilus that 2018 became. We now have bags of weeds and they should go somewhere. The leftover wood from the extension has been hidden from the main path.

I really can’t lift anything for six weeks (entire school holidays to most parents) and it’s going to be tough. On a positive note, deadheading those roses has given us double blooms! There are positives in the wizened and dry landscape. And boy do we have bees, I counted ten on the lavender bush yesterday. I got some gardening magazines while in hospital and it’s really inspired me to think the small steps I have taken are part way towards turning the garden into more than a football pitch. We must,however, make it safe, the littlest ended up with a sharp splinter in her foot a couple of days ago but again it’s knowing what to target first.

My hubby has shown an interest in helping me with the tech of my blog, maybe positive change is afoot after all. My surgery has left me tired and uncomfortable but it’s not taken my spirit!

F