Lins came today and we had quite a conversation about bowels. The good news is, at last, I seem to be sorted. Twice I've made it to the loo, having been hoisted which is a great achievement. I'm so pleased to be back in control. Thank you Shelley and the girls for your kind message I miss you all . .I am also very grateful to Melanie and the world of poo book, by a favourite author of mine terry pratchett. I'm sure all this encouragement is helping. Enough now.
I have thoroughly been enjoying the Olympics
Thursday, 26 July 2012
Light at the end of the tunnel. There is always light at the end of a tunnel, it's just hard to see the light when in the tunnel. The tunnel I'm in at the moment is that penny has put in her notice. She will be leaving in two months time. I have been given a profile of a possible replacement, called Nora, she is Hungarian. I have yet to meet her. They are planning three weeks about between two carers, the other one being a lady I have met before. I'm not initially keen on the idea and would prefer a permanent live in carer but we will have to see. On a positive note I had a good result today with no after effects, I think we have found the right mix for a stable way forward, thank goodness, well done st Richards. It will all be alright by the end of the road and if it's not ok you are not at the end yet.
Thursday, 19 July 2012
Well Edith's letter made letter of the week and I won a 2012 tea towel with how to make shortbread on it and a waterproof shopping bag, which would struggle to accommodate even my food shopping. I have petit filous yoghurts and actimel. I'm partial to a chocolate button when on offer too. Still it raised a smile and thanked edith for all her sterling work and friendship over the years. Edith's in the garden dead heading my roses as we speak. Dr Becky and wendy at hospice were brilliant on wednesday and I feel in very safe hands. We just need to play around with the movicol to get it right for me. Four seems a good number. For most people that would propel them into an Olympic event. Oh my goodness I'm obsessing about bowels again.
Monday, 16 July 2012
Sunday's used to be so busy, getting uniform ironed and shoes polished for the week ahead. Getting my meals sorted, soup made, packed lunch and last bits of housework. Now I leisurely watch the morning news, slowly get up for the day and have communion. But today I feel sad. I also feel a bit sick but I'm hoping it's just the after effects of a weeks lack of action. I'm definitely an eighty year old being so preoccupied with my bowel actions. Sue and edith were here this afternoon to cheer me up and give a warm welcome to any botty burp. Botty burps are good as it shows the bowel is working. Today, Monday I'm going to have a good day.
Friday, 13 July 2012
Oh dear, I can't go again. Movicol doubled and we are now all on standby. Bowel still working just being slow again. So jealous Ellie has managed a big one. I think in her own way she is trying to help. Here you go mum this is how you do it. She is being so sweet and loving today. Nurse came and had a right job with the syringe driver, still sorted now and new patch on. I'll keep you up dated. The syringe driver started buzzing so having seen it done a few times now I had a go and managed to stop it, fix the syringe back in and start it off again. I'm glad I did I would have been left with it buzzing for hours otherwise. Mum and dad came today with their new iPad. Today isn't looking hopeful, maybe tomorrow. Thank goodness, I've been, this morning.
Sunday, 8 July 2012
Blogger has been updated and I have had to learn my way round a new site. Im back on board. Last night the two Sue's and Lesley completed the ten mile midnight walk in aid of St Richards hospice. It's our way of saying thank you to all the staff that took such good care of me. Sue b and lesley were dressed as coppers, and very convincing they were too with their squeeky truncheons and handcuffs. Sue r as a last minute addidition became the robber with a strippy top and eye mask. A lot fell out of the second time around the route which made the second half a bit tough going but they did it and returned home just after four am, looking somewhat shattered. I felt so bad falling asleep in my nice warm bed. Ellie is somewhat surprised by the late lie in and the fact that her bed in the lounge is still occupied. Still mums bed will have to make do for the time being. For the time being I still have a syringe driver to keep the sickness at bay. Another drug added because I'm a sensitive little flower to help with irritation from the needle in my tum. I'm feeling good.