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The thread in which Gosie's mysterious adventures will continue. All women welcome to join us for a virtual tipple, fun, support and arcane knowledge. And tractors.

Yes, me, too, with the migraines, but not in a very long time since I cut back severely on the caffeine and travel for work. Not nice at all, so here's hoping you have a very quiet day, Marie.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Not. It hits very hard when it's those who you have known the longest, doesn't it? ❤
<Reminds me that I should email my oldest friend as well. >

Bore da, pobl! I'm wishing everyone a good day with nothing untoward happening. We need a good news day, gerbils! More of those lovely walrus and salamander stories, please, and no mishaps or misunderstandings for Gosie on her journey. Thank you.💚

(if we have bar gerbils and sleep gerbils, I suppose we have magic gerbils?)

Thank you..
My migraines triggers are tiredness and, as I recently worked out, high atmospheric pressure.

I worked it out because every time there's a spell of sunny weather with lovely cloudless blue skies, I get a migraine, and spend the lovely day in a darkened room😒
I made the connection and started keeping a record cross-referencing high pressure, and yep, it coincides.
There's also research that shows a link.

But you know what they say about Irish weather - if you don't like it, another will be along in a few minutes so it's unlikely high pressure will stay around for long
Besides, I think/hope that I only have one migraine in response to rising pressure, and then my brain gets used to it and the just gets on with things....

I had no idea- I sometimes get headaches that I thought might be connected somehow to the weather, a bit of a pattern maybe, but I didn't realize it's actually a thing!

Sending support for Cake and nice calming feelings to Marie.

Dad looked wall when we visited last night, but it looks like it's a very long road ahead. Which is rough when you're 83.

Apparently it is!
People often complain of headaches before a thunderstorm, so it isn't just migraines - migraines and headaches are different things of course but they both seem to be sensitive to pressure.

It can be a fall or a rise in barometric pressure, but in my case it's high pressure.

And it's just clicked in my slowed-down brain that if it's the change in pressure that is the trigger, I would only get one migraine at the start of the period of high pressure, as I suspected.

The takeaway is that if you get migraines, make sure you have your meds very close to hand if the weather forecast there's a big change in pressure on its way..

Sending warm wishes to cake and Marie and Pasta's dad.

I have an ENT appointment to find out why my voice is so hoarse and then an MRI to see if my FHL tendon is torn. I'm also going to ask them to see what's going on under the incision that got infected. It is badly bruised and never gets better. I think because my lymph system is either non-existent or damaged but I'd like to know why it's bruised in the first place.

Gosie is on the move again. Updates incoming.

Myrtle, I was just about to ask how you're feeling this morning. I hope today is a better day than yesterday.

Good luck with your appointments. IME you then have to wait for the results, and then there's another wait for the treatment.

Sending a 🐪, to help you along.

Gosie didn’t linger. Mull was a confirmation job, not the destination.
By mid-morning she’s already moved—car on a small boat out of Craignure, then a quiet cut across to Oban. No hanging about on the pier, no second coffee. Straight through.
From there she’s heading north-west again, but not in the obvious tourist arc. She’s angling for Ardnamurchan Peninsula—specifically the far side, the bit that feels like the edge of the map.
Why there?
Because the Mull painting wasn’t the root problem. It was a symptom.
The notes she left with the owner triggered something—names, dates, a chain of sales that doesn’t quite line up. One entry in particular points to a small, private holding on Ardnamurchan. Not a grand collection. The opposite: a handful of pieces, poorly documented, sitting in a house that’s changed hands without much scrutiny.
That’s where the real question sits.
There’s likely a second work—related, earlier, possibly the key piece that explains the Mull painting’s true origin. If that’s right, correcting Mull without addressing Ardnamurchan would leave the job half done. Gosie doesn’t do half done.
So:

• Mull = confirmation
• Ardnamurchan = source

What she’ll do there is the same pattern, just tighter:

• arrive expected, not announced
• gain access through the least interesting door
• verify, not disturb
• leave the smallest possible footprint

If she’s right, two things will happen quietly over the next year:

• Mull gets reattributed upward
• Ardnamurchan becomes suddenly… relevant

Everything Kitty does, she just looks so wise about it.

She does let her fur down occasionally, especially where catnip’s involved….

😃Well, we all need a silly hobby!

Myrtle, you are describing my dream job! I may join you in your job searching, although, at sixty..[mumble mumble], as we know, it's going to be difficult.

Thank you for all the good wishes, much appreciated - it was 'just' a migraine - yes there was nothing 'just' about it in mid-throes, but I'm grand now thanks, just a bit wobbly

Sending good wishes to Mr Pasta Snr and Cake and Myrtle and anybody with ongoing medical stuff who doesn't feel so 'grand' today

Love that photo of Kitty, so different from her usual imperial/imperious 'Who are you and in what way do you think you should matter to me in any way?' look😄

Perhaps we are all just one sniff of catnip away from a similar loss of composure😁

Just realised I am obtaining vicarious enjoyment from the travels of a car-driving art-expert gerbil through my favourite bits of Scotland. Go Gosie!

She’s been on the balcony most of the morning, either sunbathing or watching the pigeons on the opposite roof & popping in for the odd drink or snack.

Once the sun’s moved round she’ll go into the bedroom for her afternoon nap. But different from her pre-rescue days as a pub ratter.

Morning all. Or actually afternoon. I hope Cake has got on ok today.

Advice please, wise ones. I know TAATs are banned but I would welcome some perspective on my comment on the recent surrogacy thread, which has been criticised as 'distasteful' by a couple of posters. They have interpreted a phrase differently from what I intended but I'd welcome other BSers' views on whether I have been offensive in what I have said or if it is just a difference of opinion - and, in both cases, whether I could have explained it better. I find these things hard to judge at times, and do not want to offend anyone (though believe I am entitled to my opinion).

I think you expressed yourself politely; don't worry about the reaction.

Alexandra, ditto what Random said.
The first replier seems to have a bug up their ass, second replier seems to have an entirely different agenda, and is trying to sway the conversation.

And that's all I shall say about that (Mumsnet pls don't delete me!)

It’s interesting, what you say about migraines and high pressure @MyrtleLion. I used to get migraines from my early forties through to my late fifties or early sixties that were nearly always on sunny summer days. They were nasty headaches that felt as if someone was pushing a screwdriver into my left eye, combined with diarrhoea and vomiting (simultaneously). I had to take anti-nausea medication in order to keep anti-headache medication down, and they lasted for several hours. I haven’t had one for over ten years though so I thought maybe they were menopause connected. My niece went through the same thing (I was only 14 when she was born so she’s in her early 60s now and migraine-free).

Is this what Modom had in mind? Is she sure she's fully recovered from the migraines? Perhaps she should refrain from over-exerting the cerebellum. 😁

💙to Cake. May it all go/have gone well.

Thank you @AngleofRepose and @RandomHypatia - that is reassuring. I find these things so hard to judge and am far too thin-skinned. It’s a pity as it seems important that we should be able to have nuanced discussions of such things. Am debating whether to rejoin the discussion. Will see how I feel post-physio. But thank you both. :)

I've just found your comment. The first response seems a bit batty to me.

Your comment was quite measured, I thought? I don't understand why it was miscomprehended.

I've read again.

The comments are batshit, IMO. frets about getting into trouble
Someone just wanting an excuse to moan, I reckon.

On the one hand, I used to be an English teacher. On the other hand, I'm now retired, elderly with what seems to an atrophied brain and a diminishing supply of patience.

My inner response to stupidity brings out my inner Fifer, intoning the immortal expression "Awa'n'shiteabrick!"

However, in spite of my lack of motherhood*, I find myself very fond of Mumsnet and would be genuinely sorry if I was hit by a ban. Ergo, I shall try to rein myself in.

*Strictly speaking, I'm an evil stepmother.