March 2003 Archives

Yet another entry moaning about my knee, and the fact I'm turning into a professional spectator. My week started of quite well. My knee was really beginning to feel better, but it was not to be. I awoke from my slumber on Wednesday morning to find that walking was starting to be a bit of a problem. I'm now starting to get a tad worried about it. I'm phoning my doctor's surgery today to find out when my physio appointment's going to happen. If it's going to be any longer than a week, I'm phoning daddy to ask for some pennies because this just cannot go on any longer.

Oh my. I really get quite worked up when I'm on a roll.

So, away from the knee, Thursday saw the cutting of the school's tour. I'm a bit disappointed, although I didn't really dance, but when half of the class is ill and only 1 person has been at every rehearsal, (that's not me, but I've only missed 3. Twice when I couldn't walk, and once when I had that rash. Pretty good excuses if you ask me.)
I don't really blame him for saying enough is enough. Because of this, we've joined the first year's creative session, which is focussing on site-specific work, in preparation for our site-specific project. It's been fun observing them and deciding who would be right for the kind of stuff I want to do.

Prepare for yet another moan!

I've been planning my site specific for weeks. I intended doing it on and around the bar in The Space (it's a beautiful building. Have you seen it yet?) I've now found out that this may not be possible. I'm not going to go into the reasons why, but they ain't really good enough for my liking. So let's just hope it gets sorted out in time for rehearsals Next Week.

I'll leave you with a few words a wise man once said to me,
"Let's talk about something other than your knee."

I wish I could write something really interesting and informative, but unfortunately it's not gonna happen. Although my knee feels like it's getting better, every time I try to do anything, that damn shooting pain strikes.I'm not really helping myself by not going to a physio, but I really have no money, I wish the NHS would get the finger out and give me an appointment.

Schools tour is still churning on. We really have major health issues going on at the moment. Two people have returned from their sickbeds, but another two are unwell now. I have to admit, I too was off last Friday but I've got a good reason.

When I woke up on Thursday morning, my ankles were really itchy, and looked kinda rashy, but I tried to ignore it. That night though, as I lay watching TV, my body slowly but surely came out in an unpleasant rash. Not to be too graphic, but it was like white bumps surrounded by redness and uncontrollably itchy. Needless to say I phoned up the good ole 24-hour doctor who summoned me to have a look at my infestation. To cut a long story short(ish!), he gave me drugs, and the swelling & itching began to go away. Dave, the tutor who's choreographing the schools tour, is getting a little frustrated, and I don't really blame him. I have found out that I'm getting a one legged solo, mock me some more why don't you?
It'll be fun and knowing me, I'll ham it up big style.

Anyhoo, I'm gonna go and spectate some more.

Bye!