Yesterday I went to the hospital to meet with the consultant about my dodgy knees. My doctor said I would need to have key-hole surgery on my right knee but the consultant said he didn't think it would make it any better. He is sending me for an MRI scan to see if there is anything else they can do. I literally have to pull myself up stairs with the hand rails. I have joined a gym and have an exercise plan all in place so hopefully that will help strengthen the muscles around my knees.
I had to take Loola to the hospital with me as I had nobody to look after her. I was also a bit peeved off as she was supposed to start baby signing classes in the morning and my hospital appointment was meant to be in the afternoon but last week they called to say they had swapped clinics around and I had to go in the morning or wait until June! Anyways.....I'm waffling again!
I sign in at reception and take a seat in the waiting room. All of a sudden out of nowhere this late 50's, early 60's, greasy haired, overweight lady appeared. Her clothes were hanging off her and she was dragging a wheeled shopping bag. She stuck her face right up to Loola and said "You are beautiful and have lovely big eyes". I have to admit that for a minute I wished she would go away. I felt a bit embarrassed by her. I told myself not to judge and not to care what everyone else thought and I listened to her. She told me all about her 3 grown up kids and her grandchildren and the fact that she doesn't see them very often as her children won't bring them over to see her. She lives at home caring for her hubby in a wheel chair, has 3 dogs and buys something from the charity shop in the hospital every time she comes. We chatted away for quite a while and then she noticed another baby and off she went to tell them the same story. She was obviously lonely and I'm glad I had a little chit chat with her.
So, I'm still sitting in the waiting room and all of a sudden a nurse hands me a numbered card and tells me to go to X Ray. X Ray! Nobody said anything about an X Ray - what am I meant to do with my baby while I'm having an X Ray????? So, I asked the nurse just that question. "Well you can't take her in with you can you" was the nurses answer. Da Err!!!! I knew that thank you very much! With an "oh my god what do I do now" look on my face, she said "I will watch her at reception for you". So, my name got called and the nurse came to get Loola asking me "Where is your handbag? Can you take it with you please as I do not want to be responsible for it!" and off she whisked Loola and I got dragged into the X Ray room. OH.MY.GOD! you don't want to be responsible for my handbag but you are responsible for my child! Something felt all wrong. I'm sure I was only in the X Ray room for a few minutes but it felt like ages and all the time I was worrying about Loola left all alone with the strange nurse. You know how some people are just normal, nice people - she didn't come across as one of those normal kinds that just make you feel comfy. There was something odd about her. She didn't really want to watch Loola, and to be fair to her, she shouldn't have to BUT I still let her take her. Anyway....My X Ray was done and Loola was fine, not a peep out of her, I thanked the nurse and was on my way!
I had a chat with the consultant and while I waited in another waiting room for my MRI details I met another Odd Soul. Crazy Hazy was his name. Well his real name was Gary. I had seen him in the X Ray department and actually thought he was drunk. He was loud and his shoelaces were trailing behind him. The nurse that ended up watching Loola was trying to get him to do them up. I think he was in his 40's, long scruffy hair with tatoo's all the way up his arms and all over his hands. He did look like a bit of a ruffian. There I go judging again. Anyway, when I came out of the consultants there he was again. Rocking back and forwards on the chair, talking to himself.
I started to feed Kadyn her bottle while he proceeded to tell me that he was scared. He just wanted to get out of the hospital. He kept saying "Gary don't be silly, you mustn't act like this". He then told me he used watch football a lot and fight all the time, showing me some of his upper cut jab punches. From what he told me he was obviously a bit of a footie hooligan in his younger years and there he was telling me he was frightened to have another operation on his knee cos he had already had quite a few. He went off on one telling me how good all the nurses are to him and how brilliant the NHS is but that he just wanted to go home. I told him not to be scared and that he could go before me if he wanted to. He smiled and said he was just waiting for a document to be signed and then he could go home. I told him that when I get really worried or upset I rock too, it must be a comfort thing. "You don't think I'm mad then?" he said. "People call me Crazy Hazy cos they all think I'm nuts". The nurse came out and handed him the signed document and told him he could go home. He apologised to me and said he hoped he hadn't scared my baby. Again, I'm glad I had a little chit chat with him too!!!
So, now I'm just waiting for the MRI appointment to come through so I can get my knee scanned...........
Lesson: Don't judge people by their appearance. Even if they are a bit odd, they might just need someone to talk to!
Tuesday 22 April 2008
Dodgy Knee & A Few Odd People
Saturday 19 April 2008
Night Out With Beanie
Me and my friend Jane aka Beanie, used to go out ALL the time. We used to spend all weekend together and then get home and call each other - we obviously had so much to talk about. We lived in each other's pockets and had so much fun together. As the years have passed we hardly ever see each other now due to one thing or another, kids, work etc.. and I miss our fun nights out - we have done some crazy stuff! We finally got it together and went out for our friend Mark's birthday on the 9th March. We both drank way too much but we had a right giggle!!
Kez's Easter Visit
Easter half term, my special buddie Kez came down to see us. She has been going through some hard times lately and still is bless her. She was diagnosed with Fibrosarcoma cancer of the soft tissue last year. You can read more about her story here. The first night she was down we stayed up almost all night listening to music, drinking wine and catching up on everything that has been going on in both our lives. I am rubbish at doing make up but Kez is really good so she did my face up and then we took loads of silly pictures together. Kez has always had this sexy pout that she does a bit like posh spice. She tried to get me to do it but I just looked like I was ready to beat someone up - she looked sexy and I looked angry! I tried her specs on and couldn't see a freakin thing but I think I look quite sophisticated with glasses! We had a good old laugh which was much needed by both of us :o)
See here for more updates on the Dowell's Easter visit.
Kez - I love you!
Friday 11 April 2008
Fairy Tale Land
This is the fairy tale that should have been read to us when we were little:
Once upon a time in a land far away, a beautiful, independent, self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she sat contemplating ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow near her castle.
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The frog hopped into the princess' lap and said: " Elegant Lady, I was once a handsome prince, until an evil witch cast a spell upon me. One kiss from you, however, and I will turn back into the dapper, young prince that I am and then, my sweet, we can marry and set up housekeeping in your castle with my mother, where you can prepare my meals, clean my clothes, bear my children, and forever feel grateful and happy doing so. "
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That night, as the princess dined sumptuously on lightly sautéed frog legs seasoned in a white wine and onion cream sauce, she chuckled and thought to herself:
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I don't freakin think so!
Flaunt It Friday #3
Today we have to flaunt 5 of our favourite things. I have loads of favourite things so this was hard to narrow it down to 5 but here goes. I don't have much time either so I am doing mine with photo's.
1. My Bed and my Body Pillow - I LOVE sleeping and curling up all comfy cosy in my bed. I can't actually sleep properly without my body pillow! I had to buy a second one to keep at my mums for when I stay over there. I wrap my legs around it and it helps straighten out your back if you sleep on your side - it goes in between my legs (no giggling!).... I LOVE it!!!
2. Candles - I have a candle fetish - Well, actually I have a candle and light fetish - I just love ambient light. I have a whole cupboard FULL of candles.
3. Pictures - My house is full of photo's! There are photo's stuck on the walls in EVERY room in my house. They used to be of me and my friends but now they are ALL of Little Loola ;o)
4. My Big Red Painting - I painted it!! I designed it and painted it all by my little old self :o) It even has tiny red lights all the way round it which look so nice in my burgundy bedroom.
5. My IPod - dunno what I would do without all my tunes!
If you play don't forget to go over and sign Mr.Linky at Taken With A Grain Of Salt!
Thursday 10 April 2008
So Cute....
Just went to check on my Little Loola - she had shuffled her way up to the top of the cot, grabbed hold of the pink donkey (at least I think it is a donkey) and fallen asleep - AHHHHHHHHHHH
I am gonna update her blog tomorrow (I hope) as I have been a little rubbish lately - have so much to tell too :o)
Ironing - YUK!
So, I'm catching up reading my friends blogs as I've been having a blogging break (I'll write more about that tomorrow). Anyway, I was reading Melanie's posts when I came across this one. Melanie and I are so much alike, it's unreal! It would be great if she lived in England as I think we would get on really well. Check out her post - I SO hear what she is saying.
This is my ironing pile!!! I HATE ironing so much, I tend to wait until there is nothing else left in my wardrobe to wear and then have a mad all day long ironing spree. Usually once every 2 weeks ish, depending how much Little Loola and I have gone out. We tend to stay in PJ's if we are lounging around the home. Lazy I know - but so much comfier and creates less washing/ironing and makes more time for PLAYING :o) I also have this weird OCD kinda thing where I can't put un-ironed things away in the drawers or wardrobes! I couldn't iron something to wear each day - I have friends that do that each morning - that would DO MY HEAD IN!! am I weird??? Yeah, I think I am but that's just me ;o) Why don't I just do it once a week, then it wouldn't take me all day!
I'm Super Woman!
Saw this over at Melanie's blog........
Give it a go and sign Mr.Linky if you try it so I can come see what superhero you are ;o)
