Writing a post to sum up the year 2014 means opening a very mixed bag of emotions. And by very I mean VERY.
After having not written reviews according to my pre-set schedule of three a week, or even one a week, and initially feeling bad about it, I decided that no, screw it. If I blog it’s supposed to be because I enjoy it and do it for my own enjoyment – and since I wasn’t enjoying it, I decided to officially state I was taking a break from it. Problem solved. If I’m officially on a break, that means that there is no posting schedule that needs to be adhered to, and if I should feel like writing something then I still could … which for the most part, I haven’t done.
In the world of Richard Armitage fandom, Our Richard went onto the big screen chasing tornadoes in Into the Storm. Have I seen it? Nope. I told the Squeeze that we were going to see it as my pick, seeing as how he picked Transformers 4, which neither of us ended up enjoying because it’s a piece of shite. The weekend we were going to see it, however, we decided to go on a bank holiday weekend trip to Scarborough, and they didn’t have a cinema. (Well, not the ones I was looking at, anyway.) The film left cinemas shortly after that.
The Crucible then took to the stage, with a number of extremely favourable reviews in its wake. We didn’t go down to London to see it, for a variety of reasons. Instead, we saw it at a local cinema in December. We weren’t in the same room as The Armitage, but on the other hand we only had to spend £20 and a few hours on a Sunday afternoon, rather than £500 and a couple of days.
In August I went to Sweden to attend Shirl 2014 (SH‘s big IRL-gathering), which was fun. As it was in a town on “my” side of Sweden for the first time, I got to spend a couple of days with my parents before going back to Blighty. They had been to visit us in early July so this year I’ve actually seen them four times! 🙂
For Christmas we hadn’t booked plane tickets in time to get an okay price so instead of packing ourselves into the charmless flying bus service that is Ryanair we decided to make a holiday of it and drive to Sweden. It would have been nicer if the weather had been better and if I hadn’t come down with a massive cold the very first night. There was a good five days where I couldn’t speak, and while I’ve got my voice back now, I still have a bad cold. At least we’re back home and can snuggle up with the cats.
The hardest and most sucky bit of 2014 relates to our furbabies. Daisy, my beautiful ragdoll lady who I’ve had since Midsummer 2003, had been coughing a bit more and she seemed to be aging, but when you’re at least 14-15 years old, that’s fair enough. She didn’t seem unwell so I thought the increased cough would just be something I’d discuss with the vet during the annual check-up in November. She didn’t get to have an annual check-up this year.
The last Tuesday of September I found her on the floor trying to move around with paralysed back legs. She had been fine the day before. I rushed her to the vets and was told she had got a blood clot. Strangely, she hadn’t been screaming (it’s often extremely painful) and wasn’t. After crying hysterically at the vet and down the phone to the Squeeze we decided to give her a chance and see if she would recover, and let the vet try to find the cause of the clot (there’s normally some underlying cause), so she was taken to the pet hospital. On the Thursday we agreed with the vet to give her body until Saturday to get the blood flow back. She was too old and too poorly to be able to have an amputation.
During the investigation they found the cause of her increased coughing, and the cause of the blood clot. There was a slight problem with her heart, but the big thing was advanced lung cancer. Apparently they don’t feel pain from it and they’re also very good at not showing anything being wrong, so over just a few days we went from having a cat who was getting on a bit to a cat that would have been dead before Christmas even without the blood clot. Cancer in cats is quick and aggressive. We wanted to have he pull through the blood clot so we could take her home and let her live out her limited days in the comfort of home and there was a pulse to one of her legs, finally. Problem was that for various reasons she almost didn’t make it through the night to Friday so we decided during our daily visit on Friday to let her go, and she passed away as we stroked her.
Now our family of five is a family of four. I still miss her terribly, but having two other very sweet cats has helped. That and seeing a therapist. Although seeing him was unrelated to Daisy’s passing, it was good timing to already be seeing someone when it happened. In general I think I feel better now than I did before. I’ve even posted a review after many months of not posting anything. Just need to take things one step at a time.
Anyway. Hope your 2014 was good – and if it wasn’t, I hope your 2015 will be a vast improvement.