SURFBOARDS

I was feeling worried about my FAS daughter 
and went into a greenhouse to buy myself a plant 
(healthier than eating chocolates). I was feeling worried about 
whether or not this was an ectopic. 
I was feeling worried about her and wanted to look. 
I was feeling worried about it, and I asked my friend 
to give me a couple of days to think about it. 
I was feeling worried about my man's healing, 
in fact I was feeling darned anxious. I was feeling worried about the baby, 
Maggie suggested that some acupuncture might be a good idea 
to encourage labour. I was feeling worried about overstepping 
the client/therapist relationship, and I do get bothered 
about doing the wrong thing. I was feeling worried about the whole thing,
but now I've read up a bit about having twins 
and spoken to a few people about having twins. 
I was feeling worried about there can be mistake, 
am I doing perfectly, making everything informational 
and reading with expression? I was feeling worried about 
letting my guard down to a stranger.
I was feeling worried about her 'cause she didn't have
a whole lot of words until quite a bit later
than a lot of other tykes her age, but then she suddenly caught up
and with gusto. I was feeling worried about
my French dictee homework because for whatever reason
tonight I just cannot comprehend half the words
and then I looked up the grading in the syllabus
and homework only counts for 2%. I was feeling worried about
my future or isolated from my friends
I was feeling worried about the jogs. I was feeling worried about
having too many celebrations. I was feeling worried about them.
I was feeling worried about my sister, Finley, so Katy
let me surf the internet to find out how she was.

HOW LONG CAN THIS GO ON FOR?

How long can this go on for?

Rediculous faulse claim against me please help

Ill start by telling u what's going on.

I started talking to someone on facebook.

After 6 months she moved down to live with me.

Thats when it started going bad.

She started getting very violent towards me.

She was trying to stab me in her temper.

She smashed my radio alarm clock up.

So I moved out.

She then set up a test for me to prove my love

which was for me to find her having a cosy drink with another man.

The test was if I loved her

I would hit the other guy which I dident.

I walked away and for me that was the end.

I recive a visit from the police.

She had made a complaint of harrassment

and said I had been in her back garden at night

smashing things up.

I finished work and as I always did

stopped in tescos on the way home.

She was in the entrance waiting.

She looked at me and pretended to panic.

I spoke to my friend that night and told him guaranteed

I'd get another visit from the police now.

I was put in a cell at 10pm.

She has accused me of on 7 or 8 occassions

of having anal sex with her while she was sleeping

without her consent.

This is getting beyond a joke now.

I have lost 2 stone in weigh

and havent sleped for 5 months.

How long can this go on for???

How long can this go on for?

I just sat and watched yet another ref

cheat man u to what looks like another win.

We have seen this time and time again for years.

Blantent match fixing by the ref.

How much longer is this gona go on?

How long can young single able mothers keep claiming benefits for?

I know girls who are claiming £500 in benefits

from the government

because they decided to have a baby with no money

and somehow we have to fork up the cost of their lifestyle.

How long can this go on for?

Can anyone help because I do not understand?

We were told my brother was brain dead,

was told they were turning the ventilator off.

All paper were signed

for his organs to be donated.

We prayed a priest was called

and we said good bye.

Five days later he is still alive

and breathing on his own.

He is in a coma.

80% of his brain is dead.

How long can this go on for?

How long can this go on for?

Pre labour arghhhh

Since last Friday I have had 1-5 hours every day

of regular 6–10 min apart

strong braxton hicksy type contractions.

I'm permanently really crampy.

I don't want to complain

but last time my waters broke

and things just built up from there.

Me 31

DH 33

DS almost 3

DS2 6 months

How long can this go on for?

How long can this go on for?

My FH has now dragged on for almost a year.

It's exhausting.

My husband has hidden assets

which are revealed last minute

causing hearings to be adjourned.

The latest being a plot of land he 'forgot'

to put on his Form E.

3 adjournments.

3 times I went to court thinking, 'this is it, it'll all be over today'

3 times I've been disappointed.

I think my husband is quite enjoying the trauma he's causing.

I'm living in limbo.

could this go on forever in theory?

How long can this go on for?

I wrote in 2005 about the ridiculously never–ending battery life

of my school calculator.

I wrote about this again in 2007.

It's nearly 2012 and it's working like the day I bought it.

Two things worry me.

First, I have been writing, largely

to an audience of between zero and two for seven years.

I am still spending nine hours a day never too far from PowerPoint —

one of the worst applications ever written.

But this is my issue.

Second, given the growing and very worrying need to mitigate

and adapt to climate change,

clearly my Casio fX82 could help.

This is my five—point plan to avoid the now almost unavoidable

3 degrees rise in temperatures that will for ever change the planet:

All small and medium sized towns are to be powered by arrays of Casio fX82s.

All businesses are abandon computers for all but the most intensive tasks and instead use Casio fX82s.

The entire aviation industry is to be restructured based on the Casio fX82.

Instead of driving we will use Casio fX82s.

All mobile devices are to be incorporated into the Casio fX82's functional design.

What are the French hiding?

How long can this go on for?

Yet another kidney "infection" diagnosed.

Yet more antibiotics prescribed.

My temp is up crazy mad again

n my back feels like the welsh rugby team

have put all their boots in

under my ribs.

I've been trying to pack my truck for days

but 5/10 mins activity fks me.

This is just not me.

It's a horrible feeling of

hovering on the edge of up or down

or fking madness.

Drugs drugs more fking drugs.

I don't want more fking drugs.

I want to be fit, well, active.

Who knows?

How long can this go on for?

So Minni has had a violent sickness and diarrhoea bug since Friday

and was told it could last 7 days

but that we'd see an improvement everyday.

Just to give her sips of juice and stay away from milk etc.

So we just went with it.

We took her to the docs who sent a sample of her poo off

to be analysed and said she looked ok.

She's lost weight and just doesn't want to eat.

I am just getting used to the smell of sick and poo now.

What would you do?

How long can this go on for?

How long can 1 Euro and 20 cents last?

MEMORIAL

This poem is for those who have suffered or died from cancer. I have set up a just giving page for Cancer Research UK here: Click here

Acute lymphoblastic leukemia
Acute myeloid leukemia
Adrenocortical carcinoma
Anal cancer
Appendix cancer
Astrocytoma

Basal-cell carcinoma
Bladder cancer
Bone tumour
Brainstem glioma
Brain cancer
Breast cancer
Bronchial adenomas/carcinoids
Burkitt's lymphoma

Carcinoid tumour
Carcinoma
Central nervous system lymphoma
Cerebellar astrocytoma
Cervical cancer
Childhood cancers
Cholangiocarcinoma
Chronic lymphocytic leukemia
Chronic myelogenous leukemia
Chronic myeloproliferative disorders
Colon cancer
Cutaneous T-cell lymphoma

Desmoplastic small round cell tumour

Endometrial cancer
Ependymoma
Esophageal cancer
Ewing's sarcoma
Extracranial germ cell tumour
Extragonadal germ cell tumour
Extrahepatic bile duct cancer

Gallbladder cancer
Gastric cancer
Gastrointestinal carcinoid tumour
Gastrointestinal stromal tumour
Germ cell tumour
Gestational trophoblastic tumour
Giloma
Gastric carcinoid

Hairy cell leukemia
Head and neck cancer
Heart cancer
Hepatocellular cancer
Hodgkin lymphoma
Hypopharyngeal cancer
Hypothalamic and visual pathway glioma

Intraocular melanoma
Islet cell carcinoma

Kaposi sarcoma
Kidney cancer

Laryngeal cancer
Lip and oral cavity cancer
Liposarcoma
Liver cancer
Lung cancer
Lymphoma

Macroglobulinemia
Malignant fibrous histiocytoma
Malignant glioma
Medulloblastoma
Melanoma
Merkel cell carcinoma
Mesothelioma
Metastic squamous neck cancer
Mouth cancer
Multiple endocrine neoplasia syndrome
Multiple myeloma
Mycosis fungoides
Myelodysplastic syndromes
Myelodysplastic diseases
Myeloid leukemia
Myeloproliferative disorders

Nasal cavity and paranasal sinus cancer
Nasopharyngeal carcionma
Neuroblastoma
Non-Hodgkin lymphoma
Non-small lung cancer

Oral cancer
Oropharyngeal cancer
Osteosarcoma
Ovarian cancer
Ovarian epithelial cancer
Ovarian germ cell tumour
Ovararian low malignant potential tumour

Pancreatic cancer
Parathyroid cancer
Penile cancer
Pharyngeal cancer
Pheochromocytoma
Pineal astrocytoma
Pineal germinoma
Pineoblastoma
Pituatary adenoma
Plasma cell neoplasia
Pleuropulmonary blastoma
Primary central nervous system lymphoma
Prostate cancer

Rectal cancer
renal cell carcionoma
renal pelvis and ureter, transitional cell cancer
Retinoblastoma
Rhabdomyosarcoma

Salivary gland cancer
Sezry syndrome
Skin cancer nonmelanoma
Skin cancer melanoma
Skin carcinoma
Small cell lung cancer
Small intestine cancer
Soft tissue sarcoma
Squamous cell carcinoma
Squamous neck cancer with occult primary
Stomach cancer
Supratentorial primitive neuroectodermal tumours

T-cell lymphoma
Testicular cancer
Throat cancer
Thymona
Thymic carcinoma
Thyroid cancer
Trophoblastic cancer

Unknown primary site carcinoma
Unknown primary site cancer
Urethral cancer
Uterine cancer
Uterine sarcoma

Vaginal cancer
Vulvar cancer

Waldenstrom macroglobulinemia
Wilms tumour


A reminder that you can donate to Cancer Research UK here

MENIERES

for SM


I was helicoptering over the Gambia,
the blades whirling around my head, thundering
the dust up in windmills and eddies.
My ears were spitting white hot sparks,
the air cleaved open by the chopping rotor
and I was violently sick. I was looking
for something that didn't move. Something static.
The world was a tumble drier. Churned blankets
and clothes. A pile of rags caught up
in the agitator, turned. I was falling out of the sky.
Spiralling down. Corkscrewing pavements
and smack I was under. Diving bell deaf.
At these pressures you're listening through wool.
Movement is slower. You're floating
among the fish with hook teeth and marble eyes.


*update! Thanks to Spangle McQueen now with sound: Click Here for Soundcloud

This poem was comissioned for charity by Spangle McQueen. It is about the condition Meniere's Disease and the funds raised by the poem will go towards the Meniere's Society. I would like to thank Chris Packham and the forum members of Meniere's Disease UK.