Monday, 26 July 2010
i am available for tour de france,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Sunday arrived,,day of rest,,well not in my house,,text arrived from bev,,she had just had to administer little orange pill,,mike was obviously having a stint of direflexia,,at this time i was administrating a nebuliser for our colin,,so with sir terry,janet and john,and love songs sunday was more or less normal.mike and ali came and went,,colin coiffured and organised looked forward to his day.Melissa no 2 child returned from a christening at the castle,,oh yes friends in high places,,and helped her daddy for most of the day organise his computer,study ect so he could anticipate returning to work,,thank you melissa i was on the verge of murder when you came back.I dont know which lead goes into which hole,and frankly i dont care,,,i have little time or patience with these new fandalged things,,if it doent work first time the call goes up,,,MELISSA I CANT DO THIS,,,and my melissa,angel that she is always knows what to do.So reorganising colins study was not first choice of the day,,no omnibus of eastenders was,,no chance,,Papa popped in a welcome diversion,,papa popped out,,no dont go please stay dont leave me with this mad man,,the man i dont recognise,the professional man,,place that there,that lead goes in that ,,that box thingy,,ok so i dont even remember what he said,,but i remember what i said,,MELISSA I CANT DO THIS.so the day went on,,seven brides for seven brothers,,20 min was watched..oh to live in that film,,where one wore what looked like quilts as skirts,,sat around all winter,singing and dancing and oohing and aaghing the snow from the window,,oh yes i could do that.Fancy a cup of tea,,so back to my world.rest of the day passed ,,,some chic flick you ask,,no no i reply.only fools and horses,again,, and heart beat,,who knew,,likes to spot the old cars seemingly,,my eyes glazed over.Michael and Ali arrived,,,night routine began,Colin had not been too comfortable today,,but that is to be expected at times,,so when ali came through and said his cushion had collapsed i too collapsed inside.As a spinal patient your cushion is the most importatnt thing in your life,,literaly,,colins is made up of pockets of air and they had deflated,leaving his skin compromised..panic ensued.Parts where red,noooooo...but not broken,,,,yesssssss...we may have gotten away with it,,we will not know till the morning,Most pressingly was the problem with the chair.Pump was found,,but where was the repair kit,,repair kit,,yes the small bag with some plaster sort of things,,very high tech,,vaguely remember them as something i did not recognise when sorting colins equipment,,hmm remember what is this ,,hmm no idea,,and flinging it on bucket pile.So where am i on a sunday night,watching that elusive chic flik,,no my friend i am in the bucket,,rummaging through last nights tea,,old tea bags,marks and spencers of course,,and worse,,no even in your wildest imagination you could not know.This was not the waltons,more like a scene from slumdog millionaire,,colin all snug in bed,me going through the regurgatation of the weeks life.YES ITS HERE I FOUND IT,,now what,i laughed at colins further instructions,,run bath emerge cushion in and then look for bubbles.So in my house ,,bubble bath ,for me no longer means an hour lying in froth with the prospect of my back being scrubbed,,no,,it means up to my elbows in cold water hoding down a slab of black rubber waiting for it to fart....and so it did,,and hole was found and spotted and the call of MELISSA I CANT DO THIS,,,went up,,where is douglas when i need him,,my very good friends husband who is a whizz at these things,,no i dont want to be a modern woman,,i want to be scarlet in gone with the wind,,i want to be helpless and have the vapours and say things like,,, what me rhett,,and ,,,I must go home to Tara,,cos tomorrow is another day,,,,,And so it is,,i can now get an air filled thing to fart,,helpfull on the tour de france,,and stick sticky things over the hole,,ok so Melissa did it but I watched,,and tomorrow is another day and life goes on,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
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Oh Charlotte, p***ing myself laughing at the updates but it is not funny. You must be knackered already. Was quite relieved to read the update, thought you mught have killed him by now! Hope this new stage in your lives gets easier! Get him back to work, it will take him at least three hours to scoot up the side of the City Bypass in the whizzy chair and three hours back - sorted! Love to you both.
ReplyDeleteAmanda xxx