Name your 'Gammy' bit - The Return Part 2.

You had me there Archemedes I got a real belly heaving, tear squeezing laugh. Yahooooooo!

Oh these that's another boom boom an you didn't need to write the punch line. I expect the English readers will complain that you are even tight the words.

They can think what they like, all I know is that people are saying that our 'jolly' threads are helping them to cope, and that's all that matters to me.

I say George, this thing is evolving at a rapid pace, so I'm just wondering whether splitting-off the jokes to another thread would be better, or do you think it would be better remaining integrated with the chat?

What do you think?

Oh please, decidedly, most decidedly in the chat. It makes it part of our lives so often difficult, painful and worrying. Let us sew this golden thread of laughter, fellowship and camerarderie in amongst the black and grey threads of our lives. The joy is powerful, and strong. Just as ekisses and ehugs are real and build our relationships. This laughter and banter is real and binds us together.

In  a cancer forum there is a joke and beauty comrade. His threads are   not integrated into the community. There are lovely laughs and beautiful photos but not the fellowship of chat. 

Yes Archemedes you have found this wonderful  method of lifting us out of our troubles. Please keep it as it is, just starting a new thread when the current one gets unwieldy. Plus, we can all browse the old threads with profit.

great . i like the jewish joke . about the jewish husband whos dying and he calls his wife to his side and goes thru all  the times she been by his side in times of trouble

and the punch line was your a bloomy jinx 

Brilliant Tis! Hehehe 

That's the way isn't it. Of course, perhaps he was right.

then from the Anne of Green Gables series

of a henpecked husband who had just died.

"Probably the only thing he ever dared to do without her permission."

 

Oh no way George! I imagine he died with a big grin. Victory at last. Hehe

That was another chest heaving, tear squeezing laugh you gave me. Bril

liant.

mmm! That has sobered me up. I have no need of Brilliantine, just beeswax polish to keep my shine on top.

Of course dear, so sorry.

#Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday lovely Georgia, Happy birthday to you...........................#

And onwards to.........

#Why was she born so beautiful, why was she born so tall, why was she born a Scouser, they're no b----dy good at all....##

And lastly.....................

Three CHEERS for Georgia, HIP-HIP HOORAY, HIP-HIP HOORAY, HIP-HIP HOORAY.......

Followed by............................a 21 gun satute off Tower Bridge.

Followed by............................a Telegram from the HM Queen.

Followed by............................a nomination for an Oscar

Followed by............................the Nobel Prize incontinence

Followed by............................The Victoria Cross for Bravery

Followed by............................The CGB for services to Drama

Followed by............................The GBE, DFC, VD and SCAR

Well done dear friend................

Ah yes, that is what ME does to us. It steals our years.  and sceptical medics, relations and acquaintances multiply that bad effect.  x  

So et us sing

A very merry unbirthday 

to you

to me?

A very merry unbirthday 

to you

( any one remember how it goes on?)

Wow I didn't realise I was so highly esteemed, even by the Queen! 

But you missed out Dame, I could be Dame Georgia! I just damed myself. Wink. 

Yet in this happy forum community where each of us is given understanding sympathy and love

Many HAPPY returns of the day. May you always feel loved and cherished.

Happy birthday dear Georgia

 

A very merry new year of survival

A very merry year of improvement

A very merry year of friends laughing

and a very merry year of hope to us all!

In Dicken's immortal words, slightly altered, 'Happy birthday each and every one' Tiny Tim. 

i no that feeling iv lost 10yrs of my life to this condition .every birthday is yet another nail in my coffin , not because i am another year older although thats bad enough . but simply like you its another year wasted .

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUN . 

Well said......

Oh George, I just got Annie's card, the post was late today! Crying happy tears. Thank you so much both of you, you're such stars! How did you and she know it's my birthday today? Big hugs for both of you. 

You would never know if you were being politely addressed or slagged off.  Dame Georgia  who? Me? 

more goes on dear Georgia than we are aware of. The angels are servants of the heirs of salvation. I have been helped out of trouble by an angelic black cab. Why not being helped with the card? yes, I expect that is the answer. I am glad it was arranged that way for you.

is angelic help a fruitful discussion topic?

I have read the comments after clicking the why. Totally puzzled so I dare not try a more careful rewrite - ah! Did the iPad system drop the E from the female equivalent of knight. Or think that I had spelled that work incorrectly and assumed that a n was intended. Well, I am sorry. I wanted you to receive that note on your birthday. I shall see if Alun can help.

Bravo Georgia, ROA. roars of applause.

And me. How can people think for a moment we would throw year after year of prime life into the bin just for a pose. What are they thinking of. OK I have cancer. I am living with it. I had ME. ten years and more , years of mizzery at that, into the bin. They were not lived. They were lost. There is no living with ME. Few memories even survive of the years my boys grew from infants to teenagers. Why would I do that if it was not real?

Going to challenge you George! Oh look out he thinks and hides shaking in the cupboard. 

It's ok you come out, it's gentle. Tell me a good memory you have from when you had ME?

Hi George,

As per my post on the other thread - "Due to the rules we have to have in place to stop spammers sometimes "innocent" posts do get caught up for moderation but they will be approved." 

I do not give exact details in the forums of why a particular post went for moderation otherwise spammers may get round the rules. I have tweaked the specific rule in this case that caused your post to go for moderation.

Unless I am away or particularly busy I do check the posts for moderation several times a day so they will get approved the same day or next morning if the content is ok as in this case.

Regards,

Alan

 

Alan George isn't capable of doing anything wrong so I hope you approve his post! 

Excuse me George but I'm far too perfect to be slagged off! I am a Dame today and everyone must bow. Tomorrow I might be un damed so make the most of it. 

Yep, get that but it was approved before I posted my comment above. 

 

Ah cool! It's a great job you're doing, I couldn't do it! 

Many thanks Alan. I hate to break the rules. Relieved I didn't on this occasion. I understand the need for caution with all those sharks out there. And thank you for the early resolution.

Now Georgia that is difficult. Really really difficult. There are so few and how can I find them. Here is one. It was shortly before I told the consultant I would take no more of his pills.

 I was sitting in an upright chair. The psychiatrist professor was before me. There is nothing else in my memory. Just his head and shoulders. No room or furniture. I don't know how I got there. He is patient and his manner urging me to speak, waiting for me to speak, encouraging me. I lean forward, my hands clasped tightly on my lap. I am terribly stressed as I try to find the words, try to form them in my mouth. Then they come out in ones and twos with gaps while I tremble with effort. He believes me. . .he calls me brave... . Amitrypteline a big pill. . . . He will write to the consultant at the N..... hospital.....I am at the Hospital. It is a mean dark room. There are other people. I tell the consultant I will take no more of his pills. "is that fair to me?" He says. "What if I don't come back?" He seems happy...beyond his en door it is bright and white.....not taking any of the six pills again. That is dangerous. Don't care. It wasn't dangerous . . . . We are living in a different house

There you are Georgia. That is a continuous set of memories. There are no memories in the diarises. I have just imagined that the gaps in memory lie where I have placed the diarises. Probably the only agreeable  memory of some ten years is that the professor believed me, helped me. It would be an exaggeration to say it was a happy memory, significant yes.

Dear Georgia,

I find struggling to find those memories has made me very unhappy. I don't think I should do it again. It is interesting and I am glad to have a record of it. I do not think it was the ME made such a hash of me. It was the pills I was given. What a medical disaster. No doctors at that time even thought of ME though it was a known condition long before.

xxxxxxx

I was given Amitripteline too. I took it for a few days and found that I was even more incapable so I didn't take any more. Depression isn't our problem, it comes sometimes from being ill but it's not the cause so why do they assume that giving us pills that make us even more tired than we already are will help?

I knew you could come up with a good memory, the professor who believed you! How wonderful to be believed.  My Doctor believes me after a long string of them that didn't, and that's medicine in itself. But still he followed the protocol and game me Amitriptylene.

i so want to stand on a mountain top  and scream at all the doctors

we are not clinicly depressed we are depressed because we are bloody ill 

screammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

and wouldnt anyone eles be just the same .

Yes Tiswas, louder, LOUDER

right all together SCREAM

no that's not right

All together now WE ME PEOPLE ARE NOT DEPRESSED, WE ARE BRASSED OFF COS THIS IS SUCH A HORRID DISEASE 

doctor, why have you prescribed Brasso?