Friday, 22 June 2018

On the mend

Because we all need princess pyjamas - even at 55!




Oh my goodness that was awful - I hate having autoimmune issues, which then trigger any number of issues; this time being my large intestines.  However because I have only been able to lay on my back, I know that I am now fighting a chest infection but honestly that is nothing - a walk in the park to what I have just had!  If things get any worse, I have antibiotics at home, ready for these kinds of instances.  So if I know full well that I have a ‘proper full on’ chest infection I can start the antibiotics, instead of waiting for a doctors appointment on Monday.

My family all upped their ‘Jacky’ sitting duties - what would I do with out my family and friends?

Noel had meetings at work this morning, so first sitting was Charlie - he was on breakfast duties. Then Poppy; she was on mid morning, showering, clean pyjamas and lunch duties and then Noel was able to get back just an hour after Poppy had gone to work.  However in that hour; Toby who was making his way to North Wales, chatted to me on the (hands free) phone a) to keep me company and b) making sure nothing was happening to me while I was on my own!  After a really lovely catch up of all that has been going on, Noel was on dinner duties and a very nice dinner it was ...

Home made beef and mushroom stroganoff 



Thursday, 21 June 2018

Thr Longest Day

I had all sorts of plans to enjoy the longest day ...  sunrise this morning over the River Hamble .... 




However all I have managed to do is sleep all day!  I have also just managed to eat some soup - wish me luck please!!



Wednesday, 20 June 2018

Oh dear - two poorly ladies

Well I am sure by now you get the picture - that I am quite a poorly person.  I am told I am clinical complex but I am very good at controlling my illness(es) very well.  So when I get a flare up of diverticulitis, I get very upset with myself!  I just can not work out what part of my diet changes to then suffer with awful tummy cramps and diarrhoea.  Is it my diet or is it all the different medications I have to take on a daily basis - who knows?  But what I do know is that I feel so poorly and it hurts a lot.  Not made any the better because I am unable to curl up in a ball, like you naturally want to do with tummy ache.  I am still in the period of laying flat on my back, so that I do not dislocate my new right hip replacement. Laying on my back causes me more lungs issues; normally leading to bronchitis and now with my sore tummy - well let’s just say I am in a pickle and feeling quite sorry for myself.

But I also have another poorly lady in the house; Hannah, my beautiful dog. Hannah has a bladder infection and probably cystitis - so sore.  Even at 14 years and 8 months old, she is a pretty clean lady.  But this is the second time she has had a bladder infection and I missed the clues this time.  I know I am poorly but I feel so very guilty that I didn’t notice or think about what was happening.  She has just had to pee! She goes to the nearest door; front or back door and pee’s on the door mat. She does try to go out.  But if the back door isn’t open she can't cope with then finding me to say, “mum now, door NOW”. So we have had a couple of puddles in the last couple of mornings and then yesterday afternoon while I was in bed we had a couple more puddles.  I happen to text Poppy late yesterday evening and she came straight back with; I wonder if she has a ‘bladder infection’ - of course, why on earth did I not think. The last time she had it, I was so on ‘it’ that in fact I got her to the vets so quickly that she didn’t even have a temperature!  But this time - I failed her.  Anyway I rung the vets first thing this morning and got her a 10:30 appointment.  Poppy said I didn’t have to go to the surgery but I wanted to go, she is my old lady.  As I am still not driving, Poppy came and picked us both up, to take us to our vets but at a different surgery.  Me hobbling along on my walking sticks and Poppy having to lift Hannah into the back of the car - what a pair of ‘old’ ladies we are.  On the drive to Royal Wootton Bassett Poppy also said, having thought about how Hannah had been on her walks and with hind sight Poppy realised that she was crouching down in a slightly different position.  So she felt bad too.  What it is to be pet owners - all that guilt, when you don’t work things out quick enough!!  Anyways while waiting for Poppy to come and get us, I had managed to catch a tiny bit of urine to take to the vets and as soon as the vet saw the pee; she said, “guys I think you might be right”.  The urine was so cloudy and even I thought gosh this is bad. Hannah now has some antibiotics and anti-inflammatories to make her feel better - hopefully.  As she has only just had blood tests done, the vet didn’t think they would be required unless of course the medication didn’t make her better in a few days.  I do have have to say Hannah has probably at most had the infection for three days but probably just two.  So it’s not as if she has been in pain for a long ‘long’ time.

This is all after having had a tiny two minute stroke, three weeks ago and her first (again) tiny stroke last December. We don’t think she has had anymore.  I am home with her a lot and both times she has come to find me, to show me what is happening.  It seems to be more distressing for us than her because her tail is still wagging all the while, even her gait is peculiar and she sits with her hanging to the left for that very short time!!  

But we are getting sad - it is not time yet.  And she is doing incredibly well for a Bearded Collie but we do all wonder just how long we have left with her ....


Hannah 04/10/2004 - Present

Tuesday, 19 June 2018

Crop Circles

We have a new(ish - 09/06/18) crop circle near where I live; it’s at Hackpen, Wiltshire.  I love crop circles, when I was much younger I would have loved to have been part of a team making one!  To be let into the secrets of the designing, being part of all those geometric shapes and then going into the fields and transferring the design into a a real crop circle - not now though.  Today I just enjoy seeing them!


Monday, 18 June 2018

Hospitals!

Two hospital visits; one for me at The Great Western Hospital, Swindon - I have a routine 4 weekly appointment, with a specially trained respiratory nurse to look after me and 10 other patients.  We all have this very extreme form of asthma and are all on the same medical trial.  My results for this month are poor however when looking at the overall picture of how poorly I have been and the major operation I have had.  A) we (the nurse and myself) are not surprised at the results and B) we are in fact incredibly pleased that the results were not in the fail category.  I did come away with a new inhaler to replace a similar make of one I had but in an incorrect format - a certain nurse is going to have words with the consultant!!

Our (Noel and me) second hospital visit of the the day was at Southampton General Hospital, sadly Noel’s dad is very poorly.  However we made him laugh, I got the impression he hadn’t done that fo a while and I think I was also able to make him relax and understand that I could help to make him more comfortable. I am going to use all my hospital experiences to assist him in planning a care package.  A package that fits and works for him - the most important thing being his pain control.  I feel honoured that he (hopefull - not quite confirmed) will let me help him sort all this to the best of my ability.

This is where I find knitting comes into it’s own.  So smoothing, so meditative, so relaxing - while ‘crap’ is going on all around me!  I can still engage with the surrounding hullabaloo but also just nestle into my knitting; Slip 1, knit, 1, knit through back of look, knit 3 and so on ...


Sunday, 17 June 2018

Fathers Day - The next Generation

In January we welcomed a brand new little human into our lives. I joined the Granny Club and probably fell in love with this little man, quicker than I did with his Daddy.  Now don’t get me wrong, I love my son with all my heart but back then in 1984, having just given birth to him, I looked at him and realised my life would never be the same again - ever.  It took a few hours of cuddling my baby before the rush of love came over me.  It really did come like a wave, a tsunami in fact.  So I never doubted my love for my son. But cuddling my new grandson; William for the first time, he was so much easier to love. Yes I would be always there for him, yes I would love him unconditionally however, I wasn’t going to be completely responsible for him, this made loving all that bit easier.

Today we had to revert to Plan B - typical English weather scuppered a trip to the Brean Beach to have a family BBQ and picnic. So we had a lovely roast dinner instead at our home. Noel and Charlie (not in these photos!) did the cooking - thank you guys you did an excellent job. The rest of us sat back or took turns as entertainment officer to the little man. 



William - 5 1/2 months old


A doting Grampy - 43 1/2 years old - lol 


A very proud Daddy - aged nearly 34!


Toby, William and Noel xxx








Saturday, 16 June 2018

A little achievement

I set myself a little target last week. To write a blog post every day!  Make it small I thought, make it achievable - write about one important thing to me, that has happened on that particular day.  Try not to make to many links or post lots of photographs - keep it simple was my ethos.  I am so very pleased with myself; that it has worked - yes there may be a little bit of an artist element to the photos but actually even they are mostly relevant. Except today’s photograph of a family of cygnets being raised in Hamble Creek, River Hamble, Hampshire.


Photo by Paul Willis (I hope you don't mind?)