If We Were Having Coffee:Shocks and Hospitals

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

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Do join in

Come on  in  it is nice  to  sit  and  have a  chat  after  all  the  hustle  and  bustle  of  the past  few days.   I  can  still entertain  you  all  with 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: Where would  I  start. It  all started  off  normally enough  then !

We  took  Hubby’s  Mum 95yrs old and her  only  remaining  sister in  law  91yrs  out  for lunch on Tuesday all was  lovely  both ladies  fit  and  chatting  non  stop …though both  getting  frail.

After  lunch  we  went  back  to  Hubby’s  mum’s house as her  sister in law   lives in London and  we thought  we  would take  her back  after  7pm  and miss  the  rush hour. Good  job  we  did because  at  about  5.30pm  Mum  had  a  mini  stroke she  had a  strange  grin on her  face  and  could  not talk. Well with in   sixty  seconds I  told  Hubby  to  ring  the  DR luckily  he  realized  I  meant ambulance! The first response  car  was there in 5mins and the  paramedic  was  excellent. Then  about  15mins  after she arrived  Mum  had a fit we had to get her on to the floor  and  in the  recovery  position.

The poor aunt   was in  bits  I had  been  cuddling her  but  had  to leave her  to help the para medic  with Mum. When  the Ambulance did arrive  it  was decided  to take her  to  a near by Acute  Stroke  unit, so  we  agreed  that I  would  go  in the Ambulance with Mum  and Hubby  would  take  his Aunt home then  join us  at the unit.

Mum   was  seen  at the unit   and  we  were all  amazed  that  she made an a fast  recovery  her  speech face  and  all  her limbs  back  to normal  within  hours. Though she was  and is still a little  flustered  and confused. They  decided  to  send  her  to   a hospital    which is  nearer  to  where  she  lives, also  she   was  due a  biopsy  the next  day  at  that  hospital and  because  she  was  worrying  about  that  she  should be  sent   there.

At 10pm  they  told us  they  could not  get transport  and  could  we take  her ourselves. Hubby’s  brother  was not  impressed  but  for Mum’s sake it was best  we just  agree,  so  Hubby  and I  took her. When  we arrived  hubby  went in and  explained  the  situation  while  stayed  with her in  the car. He refused  to  have her  sitting  in  the crowded waiting  room. Luckily  a senior  nurse  told him  to  bring  her  straight  through.

Long  story  short  we  left  at  1am  she got on  to a ward  at  4.30 am  but  we  had  to  go when we did as  we  were  so  tired and  apparently  she had  every  test known  to man or woman. We were  back  there  the  next   day  and  took her  for the  biopsy.

Again  long  story  short  we  bought her  home  Friday to  her  house  her  other  son  is staying with  her  until  Monday  then  we  will have  to sort  something out …. by  we I  mean Hubby  and I. The  sad  thing is  the  biopsy  she had  on  Wednesday  has  confirmed  her  lymphoma  has  return …. she had Lymphoma  10yrs  ago  and in spite of  being only  given  6months  to live  she recovered  with  treatment  and  went on  to have  another  10yrs  full of  cruises with  friends  and on  her own, and  holidays  and  days out  with us and  friends  never  knowingly  found  sitting  down.

This  news  has knocked  her  for  six , obviously. She has  asked  for treatment  as in  her  words she  would  like  some  more  time. So we are awaiting  the  medics opinion  so it  is just  fingers  crossed .

 

We have  been  seeing  Mum every day  since  she had  the  stroke, fit  and bad  news and  now  she  is  home  we are  making  sure  she is not  alone. Our  youngest  took the  Newbie  round  to see her  yesterday  afternoon  and  our  eldest  drove up  from from the  south coast  to  see her our  middle  son  due  to  work  has  been  phoning her. Her  ex daughter in law and her  daughter  have been to see her  and   her so  she is not  alone . In fact  she is  coming here  for a late dinner today.

If we were having  coffee: I  would  apologize  for  going on do  have another  cuppa  and  something  to  eat!

With  all the  above  going on  blogging  has been rather hit  and  miss  and  though  occasionally  late  I have managed  to keep up  JusJoJan! to be  found at  LindaGHills blog.

Also  I have  to  say  that purely  by  chance  HelenEspinosa‘s  Song lyric  Sunday  is  so  apt  for  this  weeks  events  that  it  made  me  weep. Please  pop over  and  have a look and  you will see why!  look here  

I must  dash  now  loads  to do. Sorry  if I  am not  commenting as  much  but my like  does  mean a lot I promise. I shall be back  to  normal as and when.

If we  were  having  Coffee:  I would  have  to  say  we  are  all  sill  waiting  patiently   for  our  dear  Paul  Curran   to  rejoin us here at  the  coffee  share   but  until he is  well enough  and up  and  running again  we  shall  have  to  bide our  time!

For  now  everyone  Be  well  and  happy!

If we were having Coffee Original idea  from parttimemonster.

And of course  the

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:  WEEKEND COFFEE SHARE

over at Part Time  Monster  and Gene’O’s
Love to you all

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Song Lyric Sunday: “Us” Regina Spektor

This  weeks   Song Lyric  Sunday , inspired  by Helen Espinosa  at  This thing  called  life one word at a  time    Is Us by  Regina Spektor

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I love Regina Spektor   she is a Russian  singer  songwriter  and  she  writes  such  stories!!  I was introduced  to her  by  my  youngest  son  years  ago and I have loved her ever since. I have picked one of her  songs  which  usually  cheers  me up  full of  double meanings  and poking  fun  at  world leaders  and politicians. The  video is  also  brilliant  and  so I  do hope  you like it!

REGINA SPEKTOR 

“Us”

They made a statue of us
And it put it on a mountain top
Now tourists come and stare at us
Blow bubbles with their gum
Take photographs have fun, have fun

They’ll name a city after us
And later say it’s all our fault
Then they’ll give us a talking to
Then they’ll give us a talking to
Because they’ve got years of experience
We’re living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
We’re living in a den of thieves
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious

We wear our scarves just like a noose
But not ’cause we want eternal sleep
And though our parts are slightly used
New ones are slave labor you can keep

We’re living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
We’re living in a den of thieves
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious

They made a statue of us
They made a statue of us
The tourists come and stare at us
The sculptor’s marble sends regards
They made a statue of us
They made a statue of us
Our noses have begun to rust
We’re living in a den of thieves
Rummaging for answers in the pages
Were living in a den of thieves

And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious
And it’s contagious

My favourite  line: They made a statue of us Our noses have begun to rust!  Brilliant!

Just Jot It January: Clumsy

THIS IS  THE LAST PART  OF  LINDAGHILL’S  JUST JOT IT JANUARY FOR THIS YEAR. TODAY  31st JANUARY  IS  CLUMSY AND  IS  BROUGHT  TO US  COURTESY  OF JUDY MARTIN  at  edwinasepisodes

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e3e969a1a1ff225a8a20f04396cab224Clumsy

Always walking  into  things even with my glasses

Stepping aside to be polite and bumping a waiter  as he passes.

Doing  the  dishes  is  a challenge too, even drying up

Just  loading the  dishwasher  can result in the  death of a cup.

Talking too much  and saying  the  wrong thing has always  been  my  forte.

As a child and  even now  I  get  scolded  for being naughty.

Rhubarb  juice on the  worktop which needed  special treatment

The husband was not pleased,up the wall and across the ceiling he went.

Clumsy is as  clumsy  does  I am sure  that “they” must say

But clumsy is not  much  fun if  you get into trouble  every day!

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