Wonderful xx

Just wanted to add that I have now caught up a bit; yes, I must go to the hospital.  I tried ringing the doctor last week but could not get through until I eventually lost my temper and thre the phone acroiss the room, don't know why.  I did not even bother this morning because Monday mornings are always impossible to get the phone answered so I will call in today in person and see if they will get a doctor to ring me.  When I had the ball inserted originally I was told to jump up and down and run around the corridor to make sure it was not going to fall out!  I got some strange looks from other people.  I do like reading all your news.  I am guessing Gloria is your name (Gloden) and can only say I am sorry you are feeling so rough; you know you have friends here who will help in any way possible.  Julie, I hope your hubby perks up with your loving care.  How are you coping Sue?  Carol, I have trouble keeping up with your busy life but am pleased you got the wine!  Annie xx

Hello everyone,
Carol, I've never heard of Diggerland, actually searched it.  We don't any here, but my grandsons would love it.  I'm sure you won't be expected to actually participate, just be there to cheer him on while on all these wonderful things, well, that's what I would do, and take lots of pictures.  I've forgotten hopw old Harry is, hope he is old enough for all these wonderful things.  I love having Eli although afterall day last Friday, I was worn out.  I have him tomorrow afternoon and now Friday afternoons until the day care centre has a vacancy for his age group on Fridays.  The lady that was looking after him 3 days a week has stopped so Deana has to find somewhere else for him, but could only get 2 days to start with.  She swapped some shifts around in the shop so instead of a full day on Fridays I will only have him half the day, so be quite so worn out.
Annie, I'm coping ok, amd sleeping much better now than I was initially.  I went back to aqua balance tonight, it wasn't as bad as I was expecting, although a few didn't really say anything to me, and they normally would, I guess they just don't know what to say, or maybe worried they'll upset me.  And some others were lovely.  It is so much easier doing ordinary things where people don't know you.  Most people have no idea what to say in this situation.  Hopefully it won't take too long before everyone speaks to me the way they used to.  
All in all it wasn't a bad day.
Take care and love to all.  Sue xxx

Hi girls, I have just sat down!   Digger land was brilliant and Harry who is 7 managed to go on Everything.   Me I got on a JCB and knocked skittles over in seven seconds flat whilst Anthony was still trying to knock his down!  We all went on the bumper cars and they tried their best to get me, Harry giggled all the way round.   Five hours later back home I set to cooking tea as Auntie Sue is coming, the men tootle off to the pub and we stay home and dress Harry in his new Halloween skeleton costume.  Lisa calls from Las Vegas and Harry gives her a miniature version of his day and decides that's enough and says goodbye,  I take the phone and she's near to tears what with jet lag, 12 hour days and missing her little boy.  So off to train station tomorrow for Edinburgh trip, back Thursday, so I think by the time I've cleared up they'll be back!   Sue, people don't know what to say and it's sad but I'm sure it will all be OK in the end.  Annie, men hate clearing things out I was ruthless when we downsized,  Norman had a dickie fit.  I wish I'd been there to see your jumping about, that's typical NHS!!  Take care all of you,  more time tomorrow! !x

They've gone to Edinburgh and I set to, washing towels, picking up lego and trying to get our house back!  I cooked a full English breakfast to keep us all going, just as they are going the phone rings,  it's Luke on the way back from Edinburgh can he pop round? So he arrives five minutes before they go, so that leaves me with Luke, telling me all his plans, the car he's going to buy (a fast Mercedes apparently! ).  So I pour him juice,  listen to his gossip, he leaves , the phone rings, it's Anthony on the train, he's gone off with our garage fob in his trouser pocket, do I need it? It's a good job we have two!  So he left all the mucky pants and clothes in the wardrobe to take home on Thursday, I'm sure Lisa will love coming home to a pile of dirty under crackers after a twelve hour flight , so Grandma to the rescue,  a Chinese laundry I could be.  It's quite funny because my maternal grandparents had Chinese relatives in their family who ran a Chinese laundry, it's obviously been passed down the female line!  Hubby breathes a sigh of relief, I can actually see the table he says!  No books, computers,  leads, lego amd empty cups are strewn over it.   So my man has been a lot more upbeat since his stable mode diagnosis,  he always said it didn't bother him but I knew better, it was on his mind he thought he was hiding it well.  But we have been married 49 years this week, so I know him well!  I think I've just about recovered from the bucket ride yesterday,  it was so bad Daddy wouldn't go on it again, but Grandma is made of stronger stuff and we did it twice!  I always remember a TV programme called Super Gran, she was Scottish and wore tartan and she did everything!  So Super Gran signing off, minus the kilt! ! Xx

I've had to come back on tonight because a friend has just phoned to say Keith is in James Cook with prostate cancer.  Keith is June's husband who has dementia and came to see me last week because she had been so bad he couldn't cope.  He told no one, not even his daughter until the day of the operation,  he couldn't tell June, she wouldn't remember.   How very, very sad for Keith, a double whammy, another man who has worked, loved his family,  built a life and had it all kicked from under his feet.  Life is *** at times and so many good people are being attacked by this disgusting disease.  I think the bible had it right, life span, three score years and ten,  it all seems to go down hill after that.  So another couple coping on their own and trying to stay sane whilst doing it.   See you tomorrow .

Hi Ladies,
Sounds like you had a great day at Diggerworld.  Wtg at you knocking over the skittles in 7 seconds, especially as Anthony was still trying to knock his down.  I can still remember all the "junk" I threw out before our move here.  Most of it was stuff Neil had kept, thinking he might need/use it at a later stage.  I was brutal and threw it all out.  Said if he hadn't used it yet, it was unlikely he would.  We must both be good with washing, despite Deana being so competant at just about everything, I'm amazed how often she will bring over an item of clothing with some mark that she is not game to tackle..so mum to the rescue.  Congratulations on your 49th anniversary.  That's something to be proud of.  Only 1 more for your Golden anniversary.  Your mention of a Scoottish gran gave me a fit of the giggles.  Just recently I saw a YouTube clip of a Scottish Granma reading "I need a new bum" to a baby.  She kept laughing because of the story, and while the story was funny, I kept laughing at her.  There is also another one of her reading the "Wonky Donkey".  I've made another pot of soup, it smells delicious.  Chicken, both porcini and Swiss brown mushrooms, onion, parsnip, sweet potato, celery, parsley, rosemary, thyme, garlic and barley.  No sage.
Norman has to be more upbeat with his stable mode diagnosis, regardless of what he said it would have been on his mind previously.
Have a great day Super Gran and everyone else reading.
Take care and love to all.  Sue xx

 

Hi Carol,  That is so sad.  No wonder he was having trouble coping with his wife.  Dealing with dementia and cancer.  Cancer sucks.
Love Sue xxx

Hi all.  Congratulations on your 49th anniversary, Carol.  I know what you mean about typical NHS (ie jumping up and down on the spot to make sure the vaginal ball thingie was in place); a private hospital would have some expensive machine to do it for you.   I spoke to the surgery and they said they would get a doctor to ring me - which he did - yet another new doctor who sounded like a pleasant young man who had not become overwhelmed yet with his workload.  At the moment he rang Paul was on his way out of the house - Muffin always howls when somebody goes out without him - doctor confused by strange noise and we could hardly hear each other.  I had to go out into the garden but we could still hear Muffin howling.   We had a nice discussion about my discharge (!) and he said it didn't sound too bad but I should book an appointment with a female doctor to have a swab taken.  This is what I was trying to avoid - tried to get through to the surgery this morning but gave up eventually.  Try again tomorrow.  I came on to this forum about an hour ago meaning to come straight here but got distracted on the way - it always happens.  There are loads of posts coming in at the moment - the number of posts just seem to multiply by the day.  And sometimes I struggle with the sympathy.  Oh dear.  I was going to go and see a friend in Nottingham this weekend but his pernicious anaemia is playing up and he asked me to leave it a couple of weeks by when he will have had his injection and feel better.    I still cannot work out how to transfer photos from my new phone to my pc - sadly my computer-literate neighbour is away.  All in good time I suppose.  Annie