If We Were Having Coffee Guest Post – Mar. 01/2015

Pay It Forward

Paul your Barista

Paul your Barista

Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul, I’ll be your barista today and I’m happy to be here once again. Please come in and make yourself comfortable. Willow has plumped the cushions and started a cozy fire so we can warm ourselves while we have a cuppa and chat. As usual, I’d be pleased to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy ourworld-wide readership. Also available is a large selection of spirits for addition to your cuppa or in its place. We can relax while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?

I was delighted to see the above picture over at “I Didn’t Have My Glasses On…” http://

ididnthavemyglasseson.com/2015/02/27/our-job/ on Friday. I asked Beth if I could use it and here it is. She used a quote to accompany the pic; “it’s not our job to toughen our children up to face a cruel and heartless world. it’s our job to raise children who will make the world a little less cruel and heartless.” – l.r. knost

Last week’s topic of Compassion is still rattling around in my brain (what there is left of it – Ha!) I was waiting for dialysis on Friday, and a gentleman of about 50 years came up to me to chat. He walked very slowly and looked pale and thin. He was pretty rough looking with a well-worn winter coat, worn down sneakers and, hanging out from under the jacket, a hospital gown. He had been smoking, as I had, and I thought he was going toask for a cigarette – and it was my intention to give him one. Instead, he asked if I was a patient. We chatted for a while and he was concerned about his kids – the two remaining at home were 16 and 19. He was from a small Northern town about 800 miles from Ottawa and had flown in for some tests. It turns out he has massive infections and the doctors are sure he has cancer but have been unable to locate it. They kept him, of course, He introduced himself as Tim and said he had been in for 3 days now and was concerned about his kids. He had relatives in his home town and they were looking in on the kids, but Tim had no idea how long he would be hospitalized. I didn’t tell him, but when I had cancer, it presented as an infection as well, and I ended up in hospital for weeks to start and then months later.

We chatted and I told him some of my experiences with cancer and assured him that the doctors and health care providers in the hospital were world class and would take excellent care of him. I mentioned that it was hard to get cigarettes as an inpatient – especially if you don’t know anyone. He laughed and said he four left and was pacing himself. As rough as his position was and as much as he had no idea when he would get out, he didn’t ask for a cigarette. I told him I knew how hard it was for an inpatient smoker (they frown on it at the hospital) and how I knew cigarettes were difficult to come by and so I opened my pack and took out half still in the foil wrap and passed them to him. He was astounded and said he didn’t now how to thank me. I’ve been there before and saw the opportunity to pay it forward. As little as I knew him and given his situation I couldn’t think of anything that would please him more than that. And I was right, he was at a loss for words as I got on the escalator to go for treatment, he stood at the bottom, saying “thank you” over and over. I hope his journey is a tolerable one and that his kids still have him to look up to in the coming years.

Prescription woes

Things have been OK this week for me. It has been brutally cold although it warmed up some today and it looks even better for next week. I had a major battle with my drug store this week over some prescriptions, but we seem to have come to a bit of an- impasse and I’ll have to speak to the insurance carrier next week to straighten it out. I got what I needed but it wasn’t easy. Stupid stuff like the doctor forgot to put a charge code on the most important prescription so instead of calling me or the doctor, they set the prescription aside and did nothing. I enquired and they explained and so I gave them shit and got the doc to call them. Then they said they didn’t deliver on Saturday. This was Friday and I don’t have a car at the moment and travel by Para Transpo – a handicap service – with whom it is notoriously hard to get short term appointments for rides (long term or recurring are fine). It is an injectable drug that I have to start on Sunday in preparation for a small operation on Wednesday. It is not an option. I have gotten $1,500 worth of medications from this pharmacy this week (I replenish every 3 months and most of that cost [$1,350] are two drugs that counteract effects of the dialysis) and they were arguing that they don’t deliver on Saturday when they had the prescription since Tuesday. I was ready to call a taxi and go down and give them a piece of my mind. I threatened to take my business elsewhere and they made arrangements to deliver – I only live about 1 mile from the drugstore. I hate having to threaten to get anything done especially when the problem was not caused by me. I will just call this a small rant – cut short due space limitations. !@#$%.

Otherwise things were all right, although dialysis went awry on Friday – kind of blew up. When the dust settled I ended up  with only 1⁄2 a treatment – better than none. One of the needles wasn’t set right and half way through slipped from the fistula and created a hematoma – a large bruise under the skin created by blood out of the vessel that is very painful. It’ll calm down in the next few days, but it isn’t reasonable to reneedle through a hematoma, so that was it for Friday’s treatment.

That’s about all we have room for this week, so it’s time to settle in with another cuppa and watch the fire. Sweets anyone? Please join me in thanking Willow for her invitation to tea. We are all honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Willow is over there serving her guests and chatting it up. Let’s go see how she is today. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you back here for sweets and beverages of your choice again next week.

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Love Is In Da Blog & SoCs : Aaquaint and or Friend

Just Fooling Around  With Bee said :  today is dedicated to “Stream of Consciousness” and Linda’s “Stream of Consciousness Saturday” which had its first birthday yesterday. So please enjoy our combined prompt and link your posts both to “SoCS” and “Love Is In Da Blog”

LindaGHill said :Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: acquaint and/or friend. Use one, use both, add prefixes or suffixes, but whatever you do, have fun!

Stop Look and  listen

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We pass each other every day on this busy street.

We never make eye contact we never stop to speak.

Rushing here and there we do not stop to think

About the people around us who might be on the brink.

We  are not allow to reach out or even to smile.

People would think  you were mad if you try to stop them for a while.

 

There are so many lonely souls we pass them everyday

They always avert their eyes , why is that always the way.

Why is it so wrong to just turn and smile

To reach out to a passer by and talk to them for a while.

We all could make a difference. We all could make new starts,

We all could help each other out if we opened up our hearts!

 

Look at me fellow loners I am just like you

Busy  out here building walls between me and you.

Let me reach out to you and you could reach back to me

Why can’t we join together and maybe set some of our fears free.

I could be a coat to you I could make you warm

We could make our way through this lonely night and out into the dawn.

Acquainting ourselves  with each other

We could  all find  friends even lovers.

This post is part of SoCS:

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Love Is In Da Blog: Thank you Bill Bailey and Cutty Saka

Just Fooling  Around  With Bee said : today I suggest to you to celebrate your imaginary friends:

 

‘You  can’t  sit  there that  is Bill Bailey’s seat’  I saw  my poor mother’s  face  blanch that  awful  Bill Bailey   had  obviously  graduated  out  of  the  house  and was now on the 55 bus  with us on the  way  to Chiswick! 

I was eight years younger  than   my  next brother  and then the twins were ten years older  and the other two remaining  girls  were twelve  and fourteen years older, so I was,  in most respects  like an only  child. This  meant I had  to amuse myself  a lot. And I did. I had a huge imagination I loved  making  up stories  and playing  with  my  Teddy  Jingles  and  my Rabbit  Ozzy , not  forgetting  Bill the  Badger  who  was a one eyed, one eared  and one legged Badger….. mind  you he was brown not  the usual white and  black  of a real Badger .

Mum was nonplussed  when Bill Bailey  arrived  he did  not  come alone   he  brought  his not  so  nice  partner Cutty Saka , don’t  ask me  where I got  the names from esp Cutty Saka , Bill Bailey  could of  come  from the song. I think they must of arrived  very early  in my  life  as I seem to always remember  them throughout   my early  and middle childhood. They were there  for me from when I woke up  until I fell asleep  and  sometimes  they populated  my  dreams. They were different  and distinguishable   from  my  three favourite  toys ….. they were  real.

It  was usually  just  me and Bill Bailey , we would  draw or  paint  together,  we  would  dance and  play  with  my  toys in the garden, when I got a little older  we would  dance or  make  play  houses  on the crescent outside our  house. I think I  must of  been about  five  by the time  he started  to venture out  with  us, poor  mum she had a lot  to contend with  she must of been in her fifties  having  brought up a  big  family  and contended  with poor  health  to  end up with  an ‘unusual ‘  child  with a vivid imagination  populated  with  two strange characters!

Why have  you not tidied up that mess, why  have you not eaten  your dinner, who spilt that  drink , who  broke  that vase …… Bill Bailey, who else? 

As a  child  I was bullied  at school and  Bill Bailey  was a great comfort to have in my  corner , Cutty Saka  was  good  too  but  if I took her advice I always  ended up in trouble. I did  get into  hot water  too  with Bill Baily  ( he was always  Bill Bailey  never  Bill) sometimes  mum , dad  or even  my  brothers  and sisters  would  scold me if Bill Bailey  turned up at a time  that was embarrassing  to  them! On the whole though  everyone  was accommodating of  him and Cutty Saka .

Would  Bill Bailey  like  some  beans on his  toast, could  Bill Bailey   move  up so I  can sit  down, I think it is  time  you and Bill Bailey  headed up to bed!

I am not  sure  really  when Bill finally  went  for good  (  maybe  he is still around  but keeps his council)  but  by  the time I was old enough  to be spending time  with  my  cousin Lindy he must of  thought  he’d buzz  off  while she was around  but he still was there  while I was at school.

I am very  grateful  to Bill Bailey he  helped  me  through  my  childhood and I love  him  and  Cutty Saka  for that , I think  they  made  me  who I am.

 

Bill Bailey  and Cutty Saka   may  be gone  but I  still  have  Jingles  and Ozzy they are  upstairs  as  we speak!

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For Lisa : I get pissy when I am not witty

For  my  friend  Lisa

I get pissy when I’m not witty.

Steer clear  of  me  when my  fits  get hissy!

Don’t  sneer  at  my  lack of  whit I don’t  need  your pity!

My  mood is turning  black, of fun there is a lack and I am in a tissy.

 

I get pissy when I’m not witty.

OMG  your  smiling  at anguish

Don’ be  such a dicky

Your  smile  I  will vanquish!

 

Love Is In Da Blog : love we have shared with lost friends!

Just Fooling Around  With Bee said: So today we celebrate the love we have shared with lost friends!

To those who went

The  scene  a  cafe  in town  we met  for a coffee.  The  usual  kiss on the cheek  coffee  brought  and  then I ventured “What  did  you mean on  the phone, yesterday. Why  don’t  you want  to see my  son’s  wedding photos. ” Looking  me  straight in the eye  she said ” If I  am  not  good enough  to  go to  the wedding  I don’t want  to see  the photos.” It was like  she had  punched me  in the chest the pain was  immense and lasted  for days. I told  her I had  been told  I could  not have any  friends  as  the  guest list  was tight  and as there  were lots of  family  on  my side  I had to be fair  and I had agreed. It was  their  day  after all.

I am not  sure  how I managed  to drink  my  coffee and  chat, I  left  in a daze,  gutted is  the word. That  was it  the  end  of a  twenty  year  friendship ,  three years  later  it  still hurts .

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To F

Why did  you  change

What  made  you act  so strange.

So  close  we had  been

Through our  trails  we’d seen

Your  words  cut  me like a knife

Then you  walked out  of  my  life.

The  pain cut so deep , deeper  than

The pain caused  by  any  man.

I had trusted  you so  much

We  communicated   with a smile or a touch.

I was  there  for you  when you  needed  me

And  you  had always  helped  when the answer I could  not see.

Your  words  cut  me like a knife

Then you  walked out  of  my  life.

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This  second  poem is to Karen  who died  from Cancer in December  2010. You  may  be gone  Karen  but I  will  never  forget  you !

To Karen

         

Karen

I rang her each day for over a year,

I begged to come see her but she would not let me near.

We laughed with each other often but more often we cried.

I wanted to be with with her but her fears, this to me denied.

I begged her to fight it she told me she was tired

I nagged and bullied she said I was fired!

Things never got better she slipped from my grasp

I tried hard to see her but she still refused, so I did as she asked.

Then finally the day came and I got the call

At last I got to visit , not that she knew at all.

I talked of blue skies and beaches and clouds

I did not whisper I told her out loud.

She was struggling for breath then I caught her eye in a moment of clarity

I told her I  loved her she flashed at me   “no pity!”

Her hands were dirty her nails were lined black

Her pain and the squalor are the memories that keep coming back.

I spent four days in her company

I could not believe what I had to see.

I hated  her suffering as she breathed her last,

Sadly these horrid memories stuck in my mind, the ones which I cannot get past.

It was a foggy freezing December day

When we all met at the Crematorium  our goodbyes to say.

To a larger than life, loud colourful girl

Who with a flash of her eyes could set our working day in a whirl.

I sat there sobbing but she had to have the last word

“Get a grip you silly cow” were the words that I heard.

Then as her coffin disappeared for her final bow

She went out  with  a flourish to Queen’s ‘Don’t Stop Me Now’.

Karen 1958 –  2010

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Love Is In Da Blog: My Faraway Friend

Just Fooling  Around  with Bee said  : A few weeks ago Shan at “Shan Jeniah’s Lovely Chaos” called me her “faraway friend”. I like that expression very much and therefore decided to use it as a prompt here on “Love Is In Da Blog”.

I miss  you daily you are always in my  heart

I shall not  forget you no matter  we are  apart.

You have always  been there for many  years

But  not  you have to move, no point in shedding tears.

This  is  Just  fooling  around  with  Bee  Idea  for  a  February  daily  challenge! To  suit  her  spoilt  inner  child…. and  mine  come  to that so  here  we go! Hold on to your heart!  Join in  here    and  here

 

 

 

 

 

Love is in Da Blog: Best Friends Forever

Just Fooling  Around  With Bee said : Today’s subject  is BFF. For all those who don’t know: BFF is “Best Friends Forever!”

Best friends forever, what I say

Being  with you makes happy  my day.

You know  my good points and all

Of my bad points  you call.

You are always  there

For  me and I

Here for you

Forever

Us.

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Love Is In Da Blog: Friends and Dog Friends

Just  Fooling Around  With  Bee  said : this last week is dedicated to The love of friends!

It did not stop raining today  and it would of been really  miserable  had it not been for the fact  that I was visiting my sister in law who is not my sister in law  any  more  for she is no longer married  to my husbands  brother! That  not  withstanding  I have been friends  with her girl and woman  for 48yrs. Yes I was thirteen  and she was fifteen, when we first met. Both of us sitting on the 97 bus not sure  whether or not  to talk, Then when we both got off at the same bus stop  and started walking in the same direction  we broke the ice.

We have been solid  since, I like to think we are more like sister even though the in law title is now  debunked. We have been through thick and thin  and weathered some nasty storms!

Talking of storms , today was wet! So  we stayed in the warm and drank coffee, had  parsnip  soup for dinner  and chatted about all sorts.  Our children, grandchildren …( my first grandson, and her  granddaughter) husbands, houses, my son’s new home, her daughters job, her granddaughters triumphs. Of course  we talked of the dogs, the beautiful dogs.

The  dogs  have two beds in the kitchen dining room. They take up a lot of  room! One bed ( a huge  bed large enough  for them  both ) fills an alcove. The  only  trouble is  that  one dog , the younger one  always insists on laying on top of the older  dog. So D  hit on a brilliant  idea, get the husband  to put a  separator down the center of the bed ….. each dog  then could have his own space  and the extra  bed  could  be removed !

success

success

Well they  were not too sure  at first  but no one likes change  do they?

So  after a while they settled down and  after their  duvets and cushions  went in, all was looking cosy!

comfy and cosy

comfy and cosy

So  we thought , we turned  back to our photos  and our  coffee and  time ticked on. The  dogs  were happy, the dogs  were comfortable , the dogs seemed very quiet and settled ! Job  done, well done to D’s hubby the problem of the younger  dog  flattening  the older was  solved!

Well it  was wasn’t it…………………… er? not it was not!

IMG_20140129_152345685Nope, no it was not! It  just goes  to show  you just cannot  help those  who will not  be helped! You  also cannot  teach a cheeky dog  new tricks.

The  time came  for me to go home. It was dark and  wet  and it was actually  flooded! I have not had the pleasure of driving  through flooded roads before ! I did not like it  but I remembered  my husbands words of advice  and I got through  and after what seemed an age I got home safely.

So it was wet cold and windy in the real world today  but I was happy!

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This  story  shows  my  friendship with this wonderful  friend   and it also  shows  the  friendship of  the dogs! Two  for one  folks, two  for  one!

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IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: BUSY WEEK

Hello  and  welcome  come in it is lovely  to see you all here again. The fires are lit  the cushions are plumped up and  we have  the coffee and tea on  the go  and the cakes and sweets are all set out.  We  have  tea  and coffee  from all over  the world not to mention all our cakes  and muffins  and  as Paul  calls  them sweets! Every single  one  is  calorie  free! Plus of course  we now have spirits  and liquors  to warm the coldest of  you.

If we were having  Coffee: I would ask  you what  has been going on in your world this week, has  anything  deeply affected  you, have  you need a sympathetic ear, a shoulder to cry  on or  just  needed someone  to make  you laugh! If  yes  feel free to talk it out  here  with us. We will all help if  we can.

If we were having Coffee: I would  remind  you  that  there  are lots of  other  coffee mornings  all shared  and organized  By  Diana  and  Gene’O  over at,Part time monster   and it is growing like Topsie!

What  a week it has been  and  If we were having Coffee: I would  tell  you all it  has  been a busy  week  in  blog  land  as well as in  the real world. I entered  the 1000 Voices  Speak  for Compassion, Set up  by Yvonne Spence you can read  her  entry  here  and mine  if  you have not  already  seen it  here . It  was  a truly  amazing  venture  and I hope  that  even if  each post  only  effected  one  or  two  people  that  would  be a massive  win! Well done  to every one  who  took  part.

Well how are  you, would  you like some  more  coffee or  maybe  some  cake we  have plenty.

If we were having coffee I have  also been busy  all month  doing Love is in Da Blog  organised  by Just fooling Around With Bee.  Boy  she has  kept  us on  our  toes  with  her prompts. So  if  you interested  in  joining  in  for  the last  week in Feb do  feel free  to jump in  here .

If  we  were having Coffee: I would  tell you  that  it  has  been  a busy week in the real  world  the livingroom is  progressing , almost  finished now, pictures up, lighting  all sorted , fireplace in and televion hanging on the wall above  said  fireplace! Really all we are awaiting is  the furniture.

The usual visits  to the gym and core  and pilates lessons. Thursday was fun L ( my  gym buddy) and I took a trip to Oxford  on the bus… It was great fun  even though  it was pouring  with rain all day. We had a look around  the shops  and took a little  trip  round  the back streets  and looked in at  the  beautiful quadrangles  of  the Universities   through their open gates! We  also had a look around  the covered  Market  and looked  at the butchers  and fishmongers  and  found  the most amazing  cake shop! Navy  and white  floral cak Street View

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Old Tom

MUUUUUUM! Chocolate

Fab Cakes IMG_20150219_124243809-001

side road  outside  a College Looking up the road  towards  Old Tom

It was  a lovely  day  out, as I said  in a post  earlier  this  week I spent  a lot of  time in Oxford  as a child.

If  we were having coffee: I say  well I don’t  have a lot  more  to report so I  look forward to seeing you all next  week!

And of course  the

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Love is in Da Blog : Friends

Just Fooling Around With Bee said : this last week is dedicated to The love of friends!

Okay  before I say  anything  lets  see  what Alanis  Morrisette has  to say  on the matter !

Friends

There  are all types of  friends, good  and bad

Some  a phone call away  who’ll see  you though happy  or  sad.

Friends  who are great  at shopping  and  those who like a drink

Some  just like to mess about  and  some  who will help you  think.

 

When  things  go wrong  and life  gets  tough

Most  friends disapear when things  get rough

But you  will be  surprised at those  who stay

And  help you cope with  the black, black day

 

I do have  some  very  good friends  and  I  shall be  looking  into  all different  types  of  friends  this  week, Thanks  be  for making me think!

This  is  Just  fooling  around  with  Bee  Idea  for  a  February  daily  challenge! To  suit  her  spoilt  inner  child…. and  mine  come  to that so  here  we go! Hold on to your heart!  Join in  here    and  here

 

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