I had to go to the hospital on Wednesday to have my pacemaker checked. The pacemaker was fitted about nineteen months ago, and it is their policy to have you return to have the pacemaker checked to ascertain if all is working well. Unfortunately mine was one of thousands I imagine that had a fault. These devices are made in America and they had to come up with some software to correct whatever was wrong with it.
I was lucky the software had arrived a couple of days before my appointment, so all sorted.
For those of you who have a pacemaker it is quite a strange feeling when they slow your heart rate down to obtain the information they need. Doesn’t hurt but odd.
However my blog about tattoo’s. There was a young man who was covered. I’m not a fan but anthing on the small side is fine, but all over not for me.
This prompted the question to the technicians about tattoo’s. They only said lots of ex wife’s and children featured. They were far too polite to say anything else, I was quite disappointed if I’m honest.
Feeling a bit better thank goodness. When I go to bed say my prayers and ask especially to look after the animals, friends and family and the last ask “is to feel better”.
Selfish I know but we all need some help at times
As time marches on I am faced with the inevitable time when I’m not here. Strange to imagine that the world will continue to turn without me in it.
I would be honoured if anyone remembered me but sadly think that’s unlikely.
I’m in awe of those amazing people who do the most amazing things to improve their community, or people’s lives. I don’t seem to have that drive or imagination.
I have bought up a family but even then I didn’t do a good job, My daughter and her family are great, but I lost touch with my son many years ago. So sad that families suffer in this respect. I often wonder what he’s up to.
I’m hoping that the best is yet to come and I can be of help to someone in any which way.
I am having physio this afternoon and I hope to be able to move a little easier then.
What a week. Trudy has been well and truly washed. Her fur is getting quite curly.
I’m still struggling to get around and feel generally sorry for myself.
Don’t you love people who say you must keep moving and it will get better. How to explain that you hurt like hell, and it’s not time to take your painkillers.
Dog bowl and cat bowl how to pick them up?.Step up the grabber. Absolutely brilliant because you drop more things when you can’t pick em up. That’s one of the signs that you have a bad back. It seems that clothes, dog bowls, cat bowls have a secret pact with the floor. The floor seems to say “come to me”.
I have looked at my bank balance and decided what the heck. Hang the expense. I’m going for chiropractic and physio. Do you find that you just want to feel well. No pain and hang the expense.
What do they say “you can’t take it with you”.
I feel that I’m getting better. Can move easier now. I do my exercises as I was told. I rarely do what I’m told, but I want to get well.
Wonderful weather we have had recently, so lucky.
For the last few weeks I have been struggling with my back. I have resorted to walking with two sticks. The pain is barely contained by the CO-CODOMIL four times a day. Cooking is a chore and I’m totally fed up.
Have been to the docs and they seem to be singing from the same hymn sheet. Bursitis. I’m also having chiropractic treatment.
The last doctor I saw was a duty doctor. She said “what do you want me to do”. I was a bit stunned. I think she saw an old lady who didn’t quite understand. I did however keep it together.
Yesterday was my daughter’s birthday. They visited The Shard for a drink I believe. The views look amazing from the very top.
We had to get the cat to the vet over the bank holiday. The cost was eye watering. She was being sick everywhere, and as my back was not functioning very well I couldn’t leave it until my vet opened the next day. Injection, bloods taken and we returned home. Quite a mixture of cats and dogs. One family turned up with the dog’s bed and toys, plus one of those travelling water things. The man opened up the contraption, but quickly decided it wasn’t working. He unscrewed the bottle of water and just poured it into the container. So much for progress.
I don’t know what I would have done without my dog walker. She has picked me up plus dog and taken me to all of the appointments. I’m lucky to have someone like that I know.
Just waiting for her to pick Trudy up and then out into the garden to pick up the poo. That’s a challenge as I have a large step down and then of course back into the flat. I’ve just ordered an outdoor step from Amazon that I hope should make things easier for me.
Wonderful weather.So much nicer than the very hot weather we’ve had but I know there are those of us who love the heat.
I’m sorry about the rambling but really needed to get it off my chest.
Wonderful weather but I’m so grateful that the evenings are not so hot. Sleep alludes me however because of this wretched back. I’m so miserable. Nothing like a bad back to pull you down. I’m whinging I know, and I also know there are lots of people worse off.
It’s my grandaughters birthday this weekend and I really struggled to think what to buy. Being a young lovely woman with a good career, charming husband, I had no idea what to buy. Flash bulb moment. I would buy her a mrytle tree. I found a tree that I considered was just the ticket and I bought it from Trees Direct. I phoned on Monday and it was delivered on Tuesday. Gift wrapped too.
She seemed delighted with it and I hope it continues to grow strong and healthy.
Last Tuesday was Beacon day, I felt pretty rough and couldn’t bear the thought of having to help the oldies into my car considering I could barely move, so I cried off.
Mary was picked up by her sister and Doreen also wanted to go. The only trouble was the car had only two doors. Getting in was a breeze but I believe getting out of the back seat was a challenge. They had to resort to obtaining a gentleman’s help to finally get her out. I was quite amused by the whole thing but not sure if the others felt the same. At least Doreen will realise that she must not get into a two door car and sit in the rear.Isn’t there a saying “nothing like an old fool”.
Popped along to see my back lady, pop isn’t quite the right word if you get my drift, but I finally arrived. I’ve known Amanda for many years so we had a lot to catch up with. Her family sort of okay. Usual ups and downs but her cats another matter. One of them Hugo was run over, and although he wasn’t killed he was very smashed up, and they decided to put him to sleep. At this time I was crying. Had gone for a manipulation and ended up crying my eyes out. I don’t know if it’s part and parcel of growing old, but I cry very easily these days
The best bit. It was my Dad’s birthday yesterday, I used to arrange for him to have smoked salmon delivered to him. He loved all things fishy.
Wish I was at the seaside.
It has been ages since I put pen to paper as it were, but unfortunately nothing much has happened over the past few weeks so I decided to keep a diary to prove to myself that some things do happen to me. That’s the problem. When you age, you arn’t so mobile and therefore easily become isolated, to the point that you don’t want to go out, which as we know is bad for your body and mind.
I have kept a diary for many years but have stopped writing in one for the past four years or so.
The hospital have been investigating why I still cough. I’ve been coughing for eight months now. Crazy. Have had many tests .CT scans but everything has come back okay. Whilst investigating they saw a shadow on my liver, but that turned out to be a simple cyst.I had a follow up appointment to visit the consultant, but I requested if it were possible to have a phone call instead of visiting the hospital. Happily she agreed and the next step is a berium meal. Can’t say they are not looking after me.
Have walked three times a week with Trudy. I was leaving my door and we passed a child in her pushchair who let out an ear piercing scream. Frightened me to death and Trudy. What a way to behave. I feel sorry for the child.
Then to make everything worse I got the sickness virus. I felt awful and still feel under the weather, and to boot I’ve hurt my back. However visiting my amazing back lady Amanda, this afternoon.
My grandson has just returned from the hospital today. They have discovered he has too much iron in his blood. A few life changes needed, but as the reception on the mobile was not as it should be, I’m sure I’ve missed plenty. Evidently this problem could effect his heart, liver and pancreas so he does need to take a bit more care of himself, not always the easiest thing to do when you are twenty six.
Have booked into a class for the over 55’s to help with the risks of falling. Salsa based I think. Sounds interesting. We will see.