lying on my bed,

legs hurting,aching,screaming.
my calves,
and at the bottom,
where muscle ends,
and you have,,,
is it the achilles?
jesus fucking christ.

okay,
i'm old.
and probably spend too much time on my feet.
but there must be something,
help,relief,something,anything somewhere.

i know it's the usual,
me'me'me shit.
but this really driving me nuts.

no point in you responding.
i mean,
what can you say?
what can be done?
i'm just totally,totally,fucked.

vent over.

go to the fucking doctor ffs!

i have,
there's nothing wrong with my legs.
apparently.

erixter wrote:i have,
there's nothing wrong with my legs.
apparently.

get a 2nd opinion!

you could use them a bit more eric - put your drinking boots on, offer to take the dag for a walk, pick a pub 20 mins away and take the dag for a cider

i give up sheil,
i'm beaten.
totally defeated.

i think that all i need is a month off work.
i read somewhere that most peoples aches and pains heal,
or lessen greatly,
for a long'long break.

but it's just not that simple is it.

erixter wrote:i give up sheil,
i'm beaten.
totally defeated.

i think that all i need is a month off work.
i read somewhere that most peoples aches and pains heal,
or lessen greatly,
for a long'long break.

but it's just not that simple is it.

so,
we trudge on.

if i get my payoff eric i shall let you know, a year or two off by the sea should be compulsory

ABKO,
i congratulate you,
envy you,
and wish you every success.

i think that i shall probably just keep going,
until such a time that i'm just not able,
total breakdown perhaps,
mental AND physical.
and then it'll be off to the funny farm maybe.

who knows?