The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 6/19 How I got from Jimmy Choo to Can’t Chew and all points in-between

This week LindaGHill said :”Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “chew/choo.” Use one or both, any way you’d like. Have fun!”

Well it’s not been a good week. I have been struggling with a painful ankle and swollen foot for several months now..

I have seen the doctor twice and she has no idea what the problem is. So far she had recommended firstly physio and secondly a podiatrist. Both have long ,LONG, waiting list so for now I hobble. No one has suggested an x-ray … probably too expensive for the likes of me. Also there is probably a long wait too. Which means no point in buying a beautiful pair of Jimmy Choo.

That’s not the only problem I have had this week, no not at all I have not been able to chew properly. I have had nasty toothache which nesscessitated a visit to the dentist. Now I have a private dentist because it is very difficult to find an NHS dental practice who is taking new patients where I live. The upside of that is I got my appointment immediately and an x-ray. The upshot of the x-ray was three possible causes for the pain. I will not bore you with them. Just a thought perhaps I should of asked if they would x-ray my foot.

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Recently I managed to get off the painkillers I was addicted to due to my back injuries so I cannot take any pain killers for my bad foot, bad tooth or even my bad back. I worried that I may start to get addicted to the over the counter pain killers too!
Anyway that’s how I got from Jimmy Choo to Can’t Chew and all points in-between. Oh!and there is one more link to the title the dentist is right by the station where you can catch the Choo Choo.

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Twittering Tales #143 – 25 June 2019

Twittering Tales #143 – 25 June 2019

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Eating Disorders.
Okay, so what is the count now. Seven knives, twelve spoons, six forks and half a box of tissues. Good grief is this a joke. What did you say this guy presented with!
All I can say is it’s a miracle he’s alive. Hang on what on earth have we here?I don’t believe this!It is a……
(280 Characters)This is part of Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales.

Miscellaneous

Something is attacking me

Something will not  let me be

It will not let  me rest night or day

It is  driving me mad , it will not go away!

 

Something has been with me  for  three months now

Something plaguing me to my  whit’s end, making  me  a cow!

It is on  my arms, my back, legs and  chest

It  gives  me  no peace  it gives me no rest!

 

It stings it  burns it itches, it just will not leave me

The  doctor is  foxed, I have in fact  seen  three

I am exhausted  by  this  evil  nasty rash

No one know what it is  .. the  doctor says it is   Miscellaneous

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One Liner Wednesday: The Doctor

The Dr to me: ‘How is your prolapse? ‘ 

Me 😕: ‘Prolapse? What prolapse, I don’t have one. ????’

Doctor : ‘ Ah! No’

Rush of confidence, not!

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I had  to  go  to  the  Doctors  earlier  this  week and  met  my  neighbour  there.

“Hi, how  are  you?” I asked. “OH! I am fine.” She  replied  with  a smile , “how  are  you? ”

“I am  fine  too,  thanks” I said.

It  begs  the  question  why were  we at  the  Doctors?

 

 

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IF WERE HAVING COFFEE: Guest Post Healing

Healing

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?

Well, this week has been basically a recuperating time for me after my operation last week. I seem to be healing well and had the nurses remove the dressing from the incision in my neck last night in dialysis. It looks great and has healed nicely. We are watching my meds closely with blood tests during each dialysis session (this is very simple and just involves taking blood from the dialysis needles before/after/during dialysis depending on the particular test). So far everything is within normal range and we have tweaked two meds slightly – adding an extra pill here and deleting one there. I am starting to notice a number of small improvements already that indicate that we are on the right track. I’ve noticed that any scrapes or scratches on my skin are healing much faster and cleaner than before. It is easier for me to stand up and sit down and walking is getting more fluid and pain free. So far these are all small changes but it has only been 10 days since the operation, and if the improvements continue the procedure will have been very successful.

One of the outcomes is a serious positive improvement is my ability to sleep. Which is actually why I am late getting this post to Willow this week. Because of medical issues, I haven’t been able to sleep more than 1 1⁄2 hours at a time for many years now. I will get up for a short while and then go back to bed. I am getting my total sleep necessary but never in periods long enough to get to REM or achieve the rest that I really need. Well, it turns out that the chemical imbalance that my recent operation targeted has been a contributing factor in the inability to sleep. I was up most of Friday night after dialysis, and then went for a nap early Saturday a.m. I slept for 5 hours straight – something that hasn’t happened for years now. Surprised, I had a bite to eat, wrote a bit and went back to bed and slept another 3 hours. To get 8 hours sleep in two sections is a major improvement. However, I wasn’t expecting it and that put me behind in getting this post out to Willow. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Ha! Do you sleep well at night? Do you take naps during the day? (I enjoy this.) I haven’t slept normally for so long that I forget how it works.

Have another cuppa? Oh, while we are on the topic of personal medical issues, I came across the funniest (and oddest) piece of medical information in a post by a good Doctor that I follow. Victo Dolore on her blog “Behind the White Coat” recently wrote an hilarious post https://doctorly.wordpress.com/2015/03/14/the-antidote/ that included the somewhat obscure information that flatulence may actually be healing. Apparently the smell component –Hydrogen sulfide – has medicinal properties. ((http://time.com/2976464/rotten-eggs-hydrogen-sulfide-mitochondria/ and http://www.theguardian.com/science/brain-flapping/2014/jul/14/silent-not-deadly-how-farts-cure-diseases ). I thought I would mention this piece of obscure information because I would have delighted in knowing this at the age of 12. And even if it is a bit later in my life – the information is still delightfully indicative of the absurdity of life.

what;s my secret

Would you like another cuppa? A sweet perhaps? So, that’s about all he news on the personal front. Pretty tame but positive. On the national front here in Canada it has been a slow week as well. Sadly today we are burying a member of our special forces who was killed by friendly fire on Iraq – Sgt. Andrew Doiron. There are a number of other local stories as well – the usual reports of fraud by a public official and discussion of our bill C-51 (a piece of legislation that allows our secret service to spy on citizens for purposes of addressing terrorism). On the international front, the story of the week seems to be the disappearance of the Russian president – Vladimir Putin. Very strange and not even a sign of explanation yet. Time will tell. Personally I think he has always been a construct of the old KGB and they have been hiring actors to play his role for years. (Just kidding!) That explains his occasionally odd behaviour and changes in looks and attitudes. I suspect they have run out of money to pay the actors who play him and so now find themselves without a president. (Ha!)

On that note, 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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IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: PEPYS AND POPPIES.

Well hello everyone  how are you all today, come on in we are moving indoors  now  as  the Autumn is well and truly  here  and Winter is hot on her heels!! We have the coffee and the cakes all ready the fire is all lit! The sofas and armchairs all have their cushions all plumped up! So go on spoil yourselves we have stocked up on hot chocolate now and brought in some good books for you to read too! I can hear Paul has all his guest here many of whom you will know so lets see, what have you been up to this week. Paul  is still using  the Marquee  but he  and his  guest  will probably  be  coming in here  too, soon!! Also  we have an extra  hostess  Audrey  from Oldest Daughter & Red  Headed Sister. I am so very  excited to have Audrey join us!

If we were having coffee:  I would say  woo!  what a week it has  been my feet have hardly  touched  the ground! Monday  was a surprise  day, late Sunday evening  the husband  up  and said  let’s go  up to town  and see The Poppies  at the Tower of London. It was a wonderful idea  and all the better  for  going on the spur of the moment! So  first thing Monday morning off  we set!

We arrived in London mid  morning  and  made our  way  by tube  to Tower Hill. Well it was so impressive  I cannot  explain  it just needs to be seen!

Light  by  heaven light

Light by heaven light

Fountain of  poppies

Fountain of poppies

Mother's sons

Mother’s sons

fathers, brothers , lovers,

fathers, brothers , lovers,

such a sacrifice

such a sacrifice

each one a life

each one a life

 

poppies galore

poppies galore

Pouring out of Poppies

Pouring out of Poppies

 

Every poppy is a life, young, old all given for  what was to be a better world. A  war  to end  all wars. Sadly  they were lied  to, they returned  to harder lives  than before!

As for a war to end  all wars  that  did  not  happen  either! No world war 2 came  and went  Vietnam, Falklands, Middle east and so on! . But I am not going to go on  and on the pictures  tell  the tale  it is just heart breaking .


 

If we were  having  coffee : I would  tell you that after  we had  walked  completely  round  the tower and seen  all the poppies, one of which  will be ours! We  bought one a couple  of months  ago  and we intend to keep it  until  the Newbie  is old enough to  understand it’s importance at  which point  we will  give it to  him!

If we were  having  coffee : I’d tell you  that after  seeing the poppies  we went  for an amazingly well planned walk. My husband  knows the city of  London  well, having worked  there  among other places. He  took  me to where Samuel Pepys  used to live in Seething Lane, also  where  he and his wife  Elizabeth went to church at  St Olave’s  in Hart Street.

We  spent  an hour looking  around  the church, churchyard  and even visited  the chapel in the crypt.  Samuel Pepys and his wife  are buried  in the church  and  have a plaque commemorating  them on the wall inside the church. Samuel  out lived his wife  and was very sad when she died. He had  a bust  made of  Elizabeth had it positioned  so he could  gaze upon her  from his pew in the  raised gallery.

There use to be a  mezzanine around  the church   but it is  no longer there. The  church  was damaged  in WW2  and  the mezzanine  was not replaced. Now  hold  on  where  are  my  manners! Would  you like another coffee  or tea or even hot  chocolate?   Do join  me lets  have some cake . I had  the coffee cake and carrot cake  last  week  so I fancy  some of  that lemon  drizzle  cake.

If we were  having  coffee : I hope I am not  boring  you  but  I  tell  you  how  after  leaving St Olave’s and  seeing  Seething  Lane  we headed off  to see the infamous Pudding  Lane , then on to Monument  . The  monument  if it  was lain  down  would  reach  to  the exact  spot  in Pudding Lane where  the fire of London started.

After  that  we headed off  towards  the river  and  the South Bank,  past  the Globe  Theatre , then half way across the millennium bridge then back  and along  to have a a picnic  in a park  my hubby  used to use  when he was working! Then it was a quick  dash  past  the ITV  studios  then back to Waterloo  and  then train home!

Fabulous stained  glass windows in  St Olave's

Fabulous stained glass windows in St Olave’s

a haven of  peace jus off the street

a haven of peace jus off the street

unusual ceiling

unusual ceiling

Mr  and Mrs Pepys memorial plaque

Mr and Mrs Pepys memorial plaque

more windows

more windows

 

fabulous wood pulpit

fabulous wood pulpit

Stone alter  donated  by the King of Denmark.

Stone alter donated by the King of Denmark.

the crown resting on the alter

the crown resting on the alter

 The wood above the door is where  the mezzanine was.

The wood above the door is where the mezzanine was.

Entrance to the crypt

Entrance to the crypt

St Olave's grave yard

St Olave’s grave yard

 

this would  of been the mezzanine

this would of been the mezzanine

The door Samuel  and Elizabeth used to enter  by.

The door Samuel and Elizabeth used to enter by.

The  Bust of Elizabeth Pepys

The Bust of Elizabeth Pepys

 

 

All Hallows  by the Tower

All Hallows by the Tower

If  we were having  coffee: I’d  have to say well now  I have  to go  out now  as I have another  coffee  morning to join they ladies I used  to work  with.So I  wish  you all a lovely  stay  here  remember  you can eat as much cake  as  you fancy  they  are  all calorie  free! So  please  stay as long  as  you like , Paul and Audrey  will take  care of  you all!! I shall be  back soon  so mix and enjoy I won’t be long.

 

Monument

Monument

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Where  the great fire of London started

Where the great fire of London started

 

Seething Lane

Seething Lane

 

 

 

Church on the site of  the entrance to London  Bridge

Church on the site of the entrance to London Bridge

 

This was once  the entrance  to London Bridge

This was once the entrance to London Bridge

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Southwark Cathedral

Southwark Cathedral

 

The Shard  by the river

The Shard by the river

 

Borough Market

Borough Market

The New Globe  theatre

The New Globe theatre

 

The Go;den Hind

The Golden Hind

The Millennium Bridge

The Millennium Bridge

Ah! good  you  you are still here, so If we were having  coffee: I say  that  the rest of  my  week had  been very  busy too! I have been writing  poems all this month to  bring  Breast Cancer  Awareness Month to the fore. I cannot say it has been easy  but I have put my  heart and soul into it you can read read them if  you like  they are dotted about  through out  this month.

Tuesday: After the gym  my friend  and I set  off on the bus  to our local town ( we love  the fact  that  the bus  stops  almost outside  my house  so it transports us door to door!) We had  coffee  and cake  and I spotted  the perfect  Christmas Present  for the Newbie…. A Rocking Horse.  After we got  back home  we told  the husband  all about  it  and  then when  my friend  had left to go and get  dinner  for her husband  we rushed to the computer  and ordered  the horse. I have put  a photo of “Dobbin” our name  for him, below.

If we were having Coffee: The  rest of the week has been filled  with Drs  appointments,  and trip to a clinic  for  a Dexoscan  to check out  the density of  my  spine, since I have have  broken it  twice  the Drs  think it wise to keep an eye on it’s density . Apparently  it is very difficult  to read  my  scan. The  radiographer who  did  it told  me  she would  have to spend  some  extra time  reading  my scan as there was so much, cement, metal work and pins and screws in  my back it was hard to make out the bone  let alone  the density. OKAY ! I have heard  all the jokes about  me  being dense!

I really  must go now  so thank  you so much  for visiting  and I really hope  you will all be back again  next week. Don’t  forget to spend  time  with Audrey  and Paul  they have so much to share with you . I was going to talk about the sad goings on at  the Canadian Parliament  this week  but Paul  has  covered  that  with  great thought  and information  so  I have left that to him apart from saying GOD BLESS CANADA. So bye bye  for now enjoy  your weeks  and hope to have coffee with you all again  next week.xxxxxxxxxxxxx

The Newbies Christmas present

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would ask you if you would  like another  cuppa, or  another cake . !   If we were having Coffee  Original idea  from  http://parttimemonster.wordpress.com/ 

A little tenderness: Part 6

The ‘pain control  nurse’  had  been and chaned  my  dosage …. up  as usual. The  trouble is  the pain  is no  different  but  I just seem to find it more and more difficult to concentrate. I was drfting off now  ………

“Hello” , a new  voice, foreign , gentle sing song , what  nice eyes. “Are  you awake willow”   I am tempted  to not asnwer  but politeness gets the best of  me. “I  am here to help  you, would  you mind if I  gave  you a bedbath” I hesitate  because it does not seem right, a young  man asking me if I would  like a bed bath.  However I have not  had a good wash  let alone a bed bath since I was admitted, he is also  offering to change  my  pyjamas  and  the bed.  So far I have had a lick and  a promise and I am longing to feel fresh again.

What a change  from the usual  begruding  treatment I had received so far. I was bathed put in clean pyjamas and in a freshly  changed bed I was exhausted  but comfortable. The young  nurse  told  me  he had  been at  the hospital  for about a year. His  kindness and respect made  me feel safe and at no time threatened.

Over  the next  week I learnt  a lot  about him,  he had  been in the French Foreign Legion, a Gendarme and now a Nurse. He used  to come into our ward  and chat  when he had  the time  and sometimes  if he was not too busy  he would  have a cup of  tea  with us.  More  than once when I was feeling really  low  he would make  me a bird or a flower  with paper. He was an exstremely talented  and kind  young  man who lived life to the full and who was not afraid to put himself out to help others. He  made my life bearable I missed him when I was moved to yet another ward!

So where ever  you are, dear young french  male nurse, I want to let you know  you helpped  me  through a terrifying lonely time.  I often listened to Alanis Morrisette and Thank You at that  time, and  the dreamlike video shows how exposed and out there I felt. Small acts of kindness helped me through. So thank  you nurse  you made a difference.

BTW  that is just a random photo  the nurse I met  was much  more handsome!!

 

A little Tenderness Part 5

It is  dark and they are coming to get me ………. I hear the footsteps in my  ears , then a gun shot. BANG! Oh! help  my eyes  fly open  and I am in bed on the ward. The  footsteps  and the gun  shot  come  from  my Ipod and the book I am listening to. I had dozed off again. I am so stiff if only I could turn over  but as ever I am trapped in this brace.

My husband  had downloaded some   James Patterson, books on to  my  Ipod and mostly I am enjoying them just  every so often I loose  my hold on reality  and it all turns into a nightmare. I am not sure of the time, it all regimented in here but also very easy to loose all sense of time.

When  did I get  here  which  ward am I on, I can’t  hear Gwen calling  for Angela. Think  willow, think where am I  did I move……… Yes I  did  that Nurse upset  me, the one with the funny name she really  stressed  me out.

I get  so upset and I cry easily, I am not like  that.  I do not  cry at the drop of a hat. I try hard  not to but it just happens. When  is  my  operation, no one will tell me , I wonder why !

The story  is  getting  very scary  again, this man has is stalking Detective Cross and his family  they are all in  danger, am I in danger .  I just wish I knew which ward I am in  and  where I am.

Will I run free, OH! God  will I ever walk again…………………….

 

A Little Tenderness : Part 4

My husband and  the the  boys are  here again, they have all come so far to see me. I love their faces  they ground  me,   making  some sense in this mad house.  Last night an elderly  lady  was brought up to the ward at  about  1am she was destraught. I think se had fallen  in the snow  and lain alone for a while  before her family  or neighbours  found her.  She is screaming and crying and wanting to go home.

All the commotion woke me from a fitful sleep even with my headphones on I could  hear the distressed woman crying. I am not sure which ward I am on. “Rose, Rose, are you there  are you awake. ” Yes and yes  and now I have my  barings, we wonder who is screaming and why. Is she in pain, is anyone with her. Damn I wish I could get out of  this bed and find her I am sure all she needs are a few kind words or just a touch. God knows that is what we all need.

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I tell my eldest son to move before the metal runners holding the curtains around my bed collapse on him. He smiles that unsure smile he has worn since I have been in here, my youngest son assures me that there is no way the  metal is going to fall .

How does  he know this, cannot I see the metal waving , getting  looser  and  looser?

Last  night I hardly  slept, I listen to a frightened soul as she in fear wept.

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“Nurse, I am worried about the lady in the corner she did not eat  her dinner and she did not eat  her breakfast either. I am  concerned  does  she need some help?”  “You don’t need to worry about her she has a secret stash  of biscuits and chocolate  she won’t  go hungry. ” Says  the nurse as she sashays out the doorway.

Emma is crying , it is 10pm , and I can tell she is upset. Emma is eighteen, pregnant and unwell, no one seems to know what is wrong  with her.  “Whats  wrong Emma”, I ask, I can’t  sleep so  I may  as well see if I can help. Emma is  crying  because they want to take  blood  and Emma is needle phobic. The  poor girl was terrified and the two nurses and the technician where getting angry  with her. Bless Emma, she was not budging.

“Emma, Emma” I called to her, “what is the problem”  Emma was young  for her age and she was genuinely frightened. “I ‘ll hold  your hand Emma  and  you will be alright. You  can have Mr  G  for the night as well,” I coaxed her. ( Mr G  was my Giraffe )

She agreed, when the nurse and the blood technician returned it was 10.30pm, what time of the night was that to be hassling young  vunerable  girls  for blood. The technician  was not best pleased, she did not want Emma sitting in the chair  next to my  bed,  ” Not proper procediure , “I promise I won’t  tell” I wispered to Emma who was   hugging  Mr G. ” She  should  be in her own bay”  The  technician complained. Emma  whimpered loudly.

“Do  you want to go home tonight I asked , because I want to sleep. Please I implored” well she was not best pleased  but it was nearly 11pm and I was so tired that it made  me brave  for Emma. Thankfully sanity won out  ,  the technician took Emma’s  blood in my bay, me as ever trapped in my  bed Emma huddled in my  chair clinging  to me and Mr G.

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