Well its done and a few hurdles climbed and dealt with. Train was almost an hour late but a pleasant enough journey. Met the charming Rebecca who bought me dinner. She looks different to the photos. Arrived the RCN HQ bit of a threatening gaff, up to room 212, surely 101. Met Chris Sudell Jennys partner, Jenny was in getting the grilling. I heard lafter coming out of there. Sounded like she was going down real well. She nominated me.
She came out we had a laff big time taking the rise out of each other. Then got loads of fotos took for the mag and booklet about the awards. Scary stuff and photographer saying to me to me, more chin (which one I asked, old habits die hard). Then it was in to the panel. I was bricking it. The chair of the panel was the president of the Royal College of Nursing. Top Geezer, dead nice then she made the panel introduce themselves.
Nice lady - chair of the gastroenterology sub group,.
Consulant nurse from A+E
Professor of something from somewhere.
Editor of the Nursing standard sort of like trade mag.
Independent nurse - called Mike Smith I burst out laffing. I trained with the geezer in 1980.
some top nurses about 4 more.
Then 4 helpers two writing notes. The whole thing was recorded as well.
Right she said off you go, so I did. Talk about motor mouth. The prez lady waved her card at 8 minutes, which meant I had two to go. I finished on cue and felt dead. Right she said over to you three tuff questions from the gastroenterology specialist. I challenged her im response but she admitted she knew nowt about WLS. Wants me to speak to her gang so a bit of work might come out of it.
The questioners all started by saying what a great thing I had achieved by losing the weight. There was a few gasps when they saw the photos. I made em laff probably a bit too much. But what the hell. I was dead honest.
Questions was hard. But I answered them all honestly and one woman accused me of underestimating what we had achieved.
There was only two in each category so Jenny Sudell thinks we is at least highly commended. The woman at the end said see you at the presentation dinner, so that was a bit of a hint.
Difficult to judge but they were a warm listening audience and I enjoyed the gig which is always my main objective. They asked me for examples of how we had touched lives and made a difference and I used a quote about a member and her son to illustrate what we is about.
Then it was back to Euston where I availed myself of a shower in Mr Bransons facilities
2. I am completely tatered, sat in the lounge with my hearing aids out and surfing their free wireless hotspot. So knakkered I aint much company.
Thanks to all for the positive vibes, I did feel like I had a lot of support today, as in everyday.
Now wait and see. Another days judging tomorrow.
Train 10 minutes late on return cheese salad and three drinks very pleasant. Got home and talked to the girls kernakkered.
Wednesday, August 06, 2003
Off to the smoke
Now Liverpool is a big city, but it aint like London. Thats a scary frightening place. Gold pavements and the queens house. Soldiers with red suits on every street corner. Pearly kings and queens and jellied eels. It scares me going there I know its irrational but it does. I hate the Toob, scary s I go everywhere by taxi even if its over 5 yards. Though I aint been with this new body so it should be easier.
Already told three people what my plans are so I thought I'd post it up.
10.30 train to Euston arrives 13.35 (alledgedly), bought first class upgrade courtesy of the RCN.
Meeting Rebecca off the train going to "do lunch" no stolly and bolly though
The appointment is 4pm at the RCN headquarters in Cavendish Place?? Then train back at 7pm. the giig at the coleege is only 20 minutes so if anyone fancies a bevvy and is free let me know. Failing that I am going for a shower and a surf in the First class lounge at Euston. Is there like a left luggage thingy at Euston, so I can take some casual threads to change into? I have no doubt I might be a little bit perspiration soaked by 4.30, not to mention jittery of the bum. Well thats me. Provicincial boy fron up north - where its grim and we keep coal in't bath Aye but we do like t'internet. Reet I'll have to go ferrets need mucking out.
Already told three people what my plans are so I thought I'd post it up.
10.30 train to Euston arrives 13.35 (alledgedly), bought first class upgrade courtesy of the RCN.
Meeting Rebecca off the train going to "do lunch" no stolly and bolly though
The appointment is 4pm at the RCN headquarters in Cavendish Place?? Then train back at 7pm. the giig at the coleege is only 20 minutes so if anyone fancies a bevvy and is free let me know. Failing that I am going for a shower and a surf in the First class lounge at Euston. Is there like a left luggage thingy at Euston, so I can take some casual threads to change into? I have no doubt I might be a little bit perspiration soaked by 4.30, not to mention jittery of the bum. Well thats me. Provicincial boy fron up north - where its grim and we keep coal in't bath Aye but we do like t'internet. Reet I'll have to go ferrets need mucking out.
Tuesday, August 05, 2003
Don't read if Squeamish - You have been warned
Yesterday in work we got talking about bowels and my op so for Gail and Sue the monster stories reproduced in full from WLSINFO.
A Roux en Y has two essential functions. Firstly it is a restrictive procedure, producing a small stomach, secondly it causes a malabsorption syndrome by bypassing a significant part of your gut.
I sometimes have doubted about the malabsorption bit and thought - doesnt affect me much but then over the last few weeks I have started to notice a few things changing in the bottom department. Let me elaborate.
I occaisionally like cheese, high quality tasty stuff easily digested good source of protein but it is jam full of fat. Before anyway says don't eat that at all that sort of punitive **** got my head to where it was pre op I think treats in moderation are ESSENTIAL:. When they become a habit thats when there is a problem. I am losing and feel good so I am going to continue.
This fat in the cheese is not fully absorbed anyway - how do I know this. It results in a phenomena called steatorrhea - pale bulky offensive smelling pooh. It wont flush down the bog it is a killer it just sits there defiantly smiling at you. In a sod you sort of way.
This curse first struck the night I had been to see Gordon in Leeds I remember because I had just nipped upstairs for quick number two when the monster appeared. It would not shift no matter what I did and it stunk. No probs usually but we had a house guest. And this was not for shifting. I tried it all to get it to go and that was a well formed number it would not sink the stress near killed me. But I would not be beaten.
I posted my experience on a nurses docs list and asked for help. One woman said add a drop of washing up liquid it breaks the surface tension and the jobbie slips away.
I tried this then replied saying saying dont put in too much coz your bog can end up foaming at the mouth and looking at like a scene from Dr Who (or Doctor Poo)
1 woman suggested slicing the beasts with a sharp implement - interesting but she had tested it and just found it harder to deal with loads of small floaters.
Jenny a member here contacted me and suggest sticking a cocktail stick win each jobbie with a union jack on and playing the national anthem to encourage them.
The best was a woman who told me this - when out she always putes a jiffy bag in her handbag fishes the beast out and seals it up. Depositing it some where eco friendly later.
2 things struck me OK for women you can carry a handbag but it might look a bit suss if I ask for a Jiffy bag when I need the bog - and what size should I buy - I might need a ruck sack sized one.
But more worrying what if it aint one torpedo type jobbie which is relatively easy to manage - honest. What if I have the wildies?????
This could be bad it needs more thinking about.
I do worry about this stuff, what if I am loose what if it is gagantuan in proportion what if it hapeens at work.
Then yesterday it happened I had gargantuan diarrhoea steatorrhoea at work. Thing is whats done is done. Learn how I dealt with it (or not) in part two after work.
If anyone was ooffended sorry but we all do it. Just not like me
More to follow
Part two
Previously on Pooh Story WLS guy smelly floaty unflushable once a day solid at home.
Yesterday the tale unfolds.
I was at my desk the pain in my left side started to nag a dull rumble distant thunder on a summers evening. Growing gnawing aching then subsiding, it gets worse belly swells a gas build up fart required. Open plan office forbids this. Stand outside in rain outside the boardroom trying to hoom inconspicuously. Caught off guard by a change in the wind direction, that was close no windows open. Walk around the belly drums roar the 9 o'clock express usually a strictly once a day service is coming back again. The electronic door thing mitigates against me it wont work, a turtles head is popping and I am alarmed. Senior managers don't have touching cloth incidents. Just not in line with the corporate image not to mention the whiff and the squelch everytime you sit down.
Up or down disabled or ordinary too many decisions will a first floor detonation take out more casualties. Hobble cheeks squeezed tightly to the stairs. Chairman wants to discuss aspects of strategic development and general natter I just need to go NOW. Five minutes later bent double and barely hanging on I hop up the stairs. The are only two traps in the gents and five staff never been both been occupied before, please lord.
Free Trap 1, trap 2 engaged hope its not the chief exec sit quietly regain composure the cold seat on bum sends the signal chocks away no control. The building vibrates and the seismic research centre records a 3.4 epicentre Speke. The noise is a cacophony of ear abuse the occupant of the next cubicle flees auditory canals bleeding and deaf.
There is a strange silence, a wave of heat passes up from the epicentre the local fly population arrive for a fest, then it hits - it stinks and this is the smallest room in the house. I am trapped in here and what can I do next???????????????
There is a lot of it in there not much good at estimating weight but several pounds is the initial estimate. Oh dear this is is not good Houston we have a problem. Paperwork is easy.
Lets try a flush Bog monster laffs eats paper then burps this is not good. I work in a designer built office made by and for people who eat sushi and have colonic irrigation in a clinic. The flush is obviously eco friendly to and removes the gear with about a teaspoon of water. Thats the theory flush, no response its taking a long time to fill good it must be a big cistern mebbe first was just unlucky. Flush - haha says bog monster, I am beginning to see facial features appear in the morass.
Plan B cover it with paper and walk away whistling , no there are only 5 guys ones the chief exec. The other four of us will need to produce, then they will have a turd identity parade and I'll be fingered for the jobbie.
Relax man pull yourself together all this stuff will make you nervous which will just make you ...... too late another pan filler still good news its eat bog monster one.
Radical action called for. Shut bog door run to pc print out of order sign find paper fill printer get sellotape stick sign on door. Stand breathless in the cubicle flush lift. Its got bigger there is more. Downstairs airfreshener inconspicuous yellow bucket. Back upstairs damn bucket too big to fit in to gap between sink and tap.
Due in meeting fifteen minutes ago. Last time I went missing I was asleep in the bog, told them if it happened again to come find me. Oh no.
Tried to help the monster go by shooing it away with bog brush not nice he spits and makes messy. Oh dear stupid boy. Now what do I do with that. Wash it in sink. Think - if I do the chief exec is bound to catch me it done look good. Take it into trap 2 flush and shake clean ok a victory apply paper wait flush hold press pray lift tara , no evidence sure I hear the x-files music...............
Plenty more of the same old stuff if required.
Negative feedback also accepted.
Part Three
The early morning express came early today. I was dancing on the landing in what can be best be described as the terminal stages of intestinal hurry. Alison was in the bahroom contemplating thefuture of the universe while I bang on the door. Out she comes in I go chocks away, then I sit down. Close.
Fine clear out another twenty pound carp (thanks Mick). Latest disposal involves the following trawling the bucket into Allys Bath and filling it that way the cinnamon and cloves flavour is nice too. Bung thatin the pan and scare the bog monster off. While doing a hakka - the dance the Kiwi rugby team do. Plan works well but for a system design failure. A large heavy object falls into the pan from the bucket. I yelp - open mouth not good in splash back situation. Wipe Glasses scream again - wife comes faints with acrid whiff. I resuscitate her, and look in with torch bog monster eating blue nylon thing. A body puff Jean tells me. A nylon device my daughter uses to wash herself. Let it go or retrieve a split second decision. Fortunately clad only in boxxers I ask Jean to grab my feet and I strap a plank to my bum. In goes the arm up to the shoulder, the beast is not keen to release I get it out he burps, boy he has BAD breath, decision put it back in the bath or dispose.
Answer see here Picture
Boy the poll tax is woth paying here.
I am sat shaking in the bedroom Ken 1 Beast O
Part 4
am lucky my job (jobbie) takes me out and about. Which is good. But lord my body has changed it dipenses foul substances in vast quantities with alarming regularity at the most inconvenient times, with little warning.
I have already shared some thoughts on the subject but join me know on my musings as I share my travels.
Yorkshire, conference in posh golf club couple of weeks ago. Seems fine all going well. The day comes to end business agreed my two colleagues and our supplier walk down the stairs the garden is loverly, those flowers the're so pretty but what an uncharacteristic fragrance. Is that rotten eggs and old fish tanks - Ken what do you think? I am off being chased by an acrid cloud of green vapour. Fart monster is awake and needs controlling. Once it roars it can't stop people lie wretching on the floor, wafting the air with their hands. I bend double in pain, the rise in pressure has but one effect an increase in pressure result more gas discharges. This needs taking out. I can't find the bog no toilets, I know they are anally retentive in Yorkshire but no toilets my god.
They have sky TV a but no toilets. I see a sign Gentlemans locker room - I enter toiletish tiled thats a good sign, smell getting better, full of toffs, oh no, I hear the tinkling of a distant flush no its my guts ruminating. A shower that'll do I'm desperate. No good a fixed head can't guarantee evidence disposal. A bin, Its a bag fixed to the wall wouldn't take the weight. Then I see it the worlds smallest cubicle - but it is a bog sit down jobbie, the vangelis music from chariots of fire starts in the background - delights bursts out across my face - DAMN Engaged I start my one man war dance outside the door the occupant is obviously very deaf, I am hopping shouting banging, Come you in there get out I have major surgery. Then I push the door it opens - quick inspection all necessary in place kecks down chocks away. YES YES YES! Noisy though full sound effects whoops of delight and bum joins in with full symphonic chorus. I feel good reach for the paper - OH NO. NO paper no probs wait a minute someone will be in. Ring John on Mobile phone he is outside no DAMN signal. OK Boys Brigade training kicks in keep a cool head under fire what is there within hopping distance.
I empty my pockets, three tissues one used the conference programme, a glossy and a piece of A4 a pen mobile phone swiss armyknife and a packet of polos. Wallet and credit cards. post it notes. Consider several options which start at scraping bot with credit card and end with self amputation of the bum. I make do and mend as my mother might say. Job done.
Press on flush - nowt, flush ok not bad but this slick will take some shifting. I do the best I can after six flushes, At which point I am swearing and kicking the bog loudly. 50% gone I write a pleading note to the cleaner apologising claiming medical immunity and attach five pounds saying having have a drink on me.
At this rate I will be skint by Christmas
Leave via the bar and say to the bar steward excuse me my good man someone seems to have been very ill in the lavvie.
Come out and pretend to have been deep in a mobile phone conversation in the bar I apologise to me colleagues who are stood outside a small open window, with frosted glass. I said to John a very very good friend later on the way home. I wasn't on the phone you know he said we know, Good Job linda smokes but pity we weren't deaf.
The crapmeister general
Part 5
Off to France on Friday worried about the bogs. The journey to plymouth is easy the one stop visit is easy. Services just leave an apology and a note for the staff after the cursory three flushes. As a service to the WLS community I will post my journey on the site so you can take precautions and plan your day accordingly.
The overnight ferry now that worries me buit its a big boat I thik. I'll start a pooh cruise of my own furthest end of the ship from the cabin. Never go back to the scene of the crime they'll never track me down. If they do they wont have the time to organise an identity parade. Unless I'm unlucky and there is a WLS support group on board.
France - now thats easier, unless Interpol have warned them I'm coming (surely Interpoo). That could be messy.
The gite, the nice caretaker just rang up, hope it isn't a septic (or even sceptic tank again) seven days doos wont be nice. If the man comes to empty it when we are there I'm done for. Then again could always ask him to insert his appliance directly and give me a good emptying.
Also the proximity is a risk, its ok for Jean and Ally they are immune now, but we are going with Colin Hannah and Jenny. Hope there are two bogs I can then be isolated. Buy a bucket first job (jobbie) on arrival. Hope its not a siphonic flush they are hopeless.
Jean suggested dumping in the sea - we are only 3k from the beach. Problem is I cant swim. so only go in up to my knees. Thought of slipping and drowning in that doesnt appeal.
And remember the beast floats no surreptitious work for me. Its full on stuff. And the tide - it could turn nasty
Holiday snap 1
And don't forget the beast is a thinking living organism, once it smells freedom it could do anything.
Like this Holiday snap 2
Oh no its got me webcam
I could go down to the beach at night now I just need to find a tidetable on GOOGLE.
Vive la difference
So practice this phrase with me
Je suis désolé que j'ai bloqué la toilette. J'ai eu une opération et mes matières fécales est difficile de rincer. L'odeur est désagréable, je suis extrêmement désolé. Ma femme s'est évanouie et mon enfant vomit. Faire j'ai besoin d'informer la police. Est là-bas un groupe de soutien de Chirurgie de Perte de poids près d'ici.
Thanks to Translator
I am sorry I have blocked the toilet. I have had an operation and my faeces is difficult to flush. The smell is unpleasant , I am extremely sorry. My wife has fainted and my child is vomitting. Do I need to inform the police. Is there a weight Loss Surgery support group near here.
For those of you who haven't encountered the beast this is part of a series all in the forum toilet matters. Make sure you have show all topics set. Apologies to the faint hearted but you was warned.
Part 6
The bog beast hasn't been out of Liverpool much since he first appeared. A little trip to Yorkshire thats all.
But today I am taking him on the train, and the thought has me a little worried. So being an anxious person I made a plan. Remember what anxiety does to the bog monster its his friend?
I booked a first class upgrade 15 quid each way and free tea and danish. Nicer seats too.
other advantage usually at one end of the train Hope its the front. Cause then first dump I'll walk along to the end of the train past standard class and into steerage. Chocks away in there. There's no way Mr Bransons paltry flush will deal with it so I aint even bothering. Come out of the bog proud and smiling and much lighter. The whole carriage will of course be vacated within moments. I shall then retreat to first class reporting to the "train manager" (whats that about) that an unpleasant peasant has been quite poorly, and he should jettison the offending carriage.
I reckon the journey is three hours planned, bog monster is half an hour to regroup and perform. Average Inter city (surely InterSh*tty)train is 10 carriages long.
No problemo jobs a good 'un Here we arriving at Euston
Train manager my A**E
A Roux en Y has two essential functions. Firstly it is a restrictive procedure, producing a small stomach, secondly it causes a malabsorption syndrome by bypassing a significant part of your gut.
I sometimes have doubted about the malabsorption bit and thought - doesnt affect me much but then over the last few weeks I have started to notice a few things changing in the bottom department. Let me elaborate.
I occaisionally like cheese, high quality tasty stuff easily digested good source of protein but it is jam full of fat. Before anyway says don't eat that at all that sort of punitive **** got my head to where it was pre op I think treats in moderation are ESSENTIAL:. When they become a habit thats when there is a problem. I am losing and feel good so I am going to continue.
This fat in the cheese is not fully absorbed anyway - how do I know this. It results in a phenomena called steatorrhea - pale bulky offensive smelling pooh. It wont flush down the bog it is a killer it just sits there defiantly smiling at you. In a sod you sort of way.
This curse first struck the night I had been to see Gordon in Leeds I remember because I had just nipped upstairs for quick number two when the monster appeared. It would not shift no matter what I did and it stunk. No probs usually but we had a house guest. And this was not for shifting. I tried it all to get it to go and that was a well formed number it would not sink the stress near killed me. But I would not be beaten.
I posted my experience on a nurses docs list and asked for help. One woman said add a drop of washing up liquid it breaks the surface tension and the jobbie slips away.
I tried this then replied saying saying dont put in too much coz your bog can end up foaming at the mouth and looking at like a scene from Dr Who (or Doctor Poo)
1 woman suggested slicing the beasts with a sharp implement - interesting but she had tested it and just found it harder to deal with loads of small floaters.
Jenny a member here contacted me and suggest sticking a cocktail stick win each jobbie with a union jack on and playing the national anthem to encourage them.
The best was a woman who told me this - when out she always putes a jiffy bag in her handbag fishes the beast out and seals it up. Depositing it some where eco friendly later.
2 things struck me OK for women you can carry a handbag but it might look a bit suss if I ask for a Jiffy bag when I need the bog - and what size should I buy - I might need a ruck sack sized one.
But more worrying what if it aint one torpedo type jobbie which is relatively easy to manage - honest. What if I have the wildies?????
This could be bad it needs more thinking about.
I do worry about this stuff, what if I am loose what if it is gagantuan in proportion what if it hapeens at work.
Then yesterday it happened I had gargantuan diarrhoea steatorrhoea at work. Thing is whats done is done. Learn how I dealt with it (or not) in part two after work.
If anyone was ooffended sorry but we all do it. Just not like me
More to follow
Part two
Previously on Pooh Story WLS guy smelly floaty unflushable once a day solid at home.
Yesterday the tale unfolds.
I was at my desk the pain in my left side started to nag a dull rumble distant thunder on a summers evening. Growing gnawing aching then subsiding, it gets worse belly swells a gas build up fart required. Open plan office forbids this. Stand outside in rain outside the boardroom trying to hoom inconspicuously. Caught off guard by a change in the wind direction, that was close no windows open. Walk around the belly drums roar the 9 o'clock express usually a strictly once a day service is coming back again. The electronic door thing mitigates against me it wont work, a turtles head is popping and I am alarmed. Senior managers don't have touching cloth incidents. Just not in line with the corporate image not to mention the whiff and the squelch everytime you sit down.
Up or down disabled or ordinary too many decisions will a first floor detonation take out more casualties. Hobble cheeks squeezed tightly to the stairs. Chairman wants to discuss aspects of strategic development and general natter I just need to go NOW. Five minutes later bent double and barely hanging on I hop up the stairs. The are only two traps in the gents and five staff never been both been occupied before, please lord.
Free Trap 1, trap 2 engaged hope its not the chief exec sit quietly regain composure the cold seat on bum sends the signal chocks away no control. The building vibrates and the seismic research centre records a 3.4 epicentre Speke. The noise is a cacophony of ear abuse the occupant of the next cubicle flees auditory canals bleeding and deaf.
There is a strange silence, a wave of heat passes up from the epicentre the local fly population arrive for a fest, then it hits - it stinks and this is the smallest room in the house. I am trapped in here and what can I do next???????????????
There is a lot of it in there not much good at estimating weight but several pounds is the initial estimate. Oh dear this is is not good Houston we have a problem. Paperwork is easy.
Lets try a flush Bog monster laffs eats paper then burps this is not good. I work in a designer built office made by and for people who eat sushi and have colonic irrigation in a clinic. The flush is obviously eco friendly to and removes the gear with about a teaspoon of water. Thats the theory flush, no response its taking a long time to fill good it must be a big cistern mebbe first was just unlucky. Flush - haha says bog monster, I am beginning to see facial features appear in the morass.
Plan B cover it with paper and walk away whistling , no there are only 5 guys ones the chief exec. The other four of us will need to produce, then they will have a turd identity parade and I'll be fingered for the jobbie.
Relax man pull yourself together all this stuff will make you nervous which will just make you ...... too late another pan filler still good news its eat bog monster one.
Radical action called for. Shut bog door run to pc print out of order sign find paper fill printer get sellotape stick sign on door. Stand breathless in the cubicle flush lift. Its got bigger there is more. Downstairs airfreshener inconspicuous yellow bucket. Back upstairs damn bucket too big to fit in to gap between sink and tap.
Due in meeting fifteen minutes ago. Last time I went missing I was asleep in the bog, told them if it happened again to come find me. Oh no.
Tried to help the monster go by shooing it away with bog brush not nice he spits and makes messy. Oh dear stupid boy. Now what do I do with that. Wash it in sink. Think - if I do the chief exec is bound to catch me it done look good. Take it into trap 2 flush and shake clean ok a victory apply paper wait flush hold press pray lift tara , no evidence sure I hear the x-files music...............
Plenty more of the same old stuff if required.
Negative feedback also accepted.
Part Three
The early morning express came early today. I was dancing on the landing in what can be best be described as the terminal stages of intestinal hurry. Alison was in the bahroom contemplating thefuture of the universe while I bang on the door. Out she comes in I go chocks away, then I sit down. Close.
Fine clear out another twenty pound carp (thanks Mick). Latest disposal involves the following trawling the bucket into Allys Bath and filling it that way the cinnamon and cloves flavour is nice too. Bung thatin the pan and scare the bog monster off. While doing a hakka - the dance the Kiwi rugby team do. Plan works well but for a system design failure. A large heavy object falls into the pan from the bucket. I yelp - open mouth not good in splash back situation. Wipe Glasses scream again - wife comes faints with acrid whiff. I resuscitate her, and look in with torch bog monster eating blue nylon thing. A body puff Jean tells me. A nylon device my daughter uses to wash herself. Let it go or retrieve a split second decision. Fortunately clad only in boxxers I ask Jean to grab my feet and I strap a plank to my bum. In goes the arm up to the shoulder, the beast is not keen to release I get it out he burps, boy he has BAD breath, decision put it back in the bath or dispose.
Answer see here Picture
Boy the poll tax is woth paying here.
I am sat shaking in the bedroom Ken 1 Beast O
Part 4
am lucky my job (jobbie) takes me out and about. Which is good. But lord my body has changed it dipenses foul substances in vast quantities with alarming regularity at the most inconvenient times, with little warning.
I have already shared some thoughts on the subject but join me know on my musings as I share my travels.
Yorkshire, conference in posh golf club couple of weeks ago. Seems fine all going well. The day comes to end business agreed my two colleagues and our supplier walk down the stairs the garden is loverly, those flowers the're so pretty but what an uncharacteristic fragrance. Is that rotten eggs and old fish tanks - Ken what do you think? I am off being chased by an acrid cloud of green vapour. Fart monster is awake and needs controlling. Once it roars it can't stop people lie wretching on the floor, wafting the air with their hands. I bend double in pain, the rise in pressure has but one effect an increase in pressure result more gas discharges. This needs taking out. I can't find the bog no toilets, I know they are anally retentive in Yorkshire but no toilets my god.
They have sky TV a but no toilets. I see a sign Gentlemans locker room - I enter toiletish tiled thats a good sign, smell getting better, full of toffs, oh no, I hear the tinkling of a distant flush no its my guts ruminating. A shower that'll do I'm desperate. No good a fixed head can't guarantee evidence disposal. A bin, Its a bag fixed to the wall wouldn't take the weight. Then I see it the worlds smallest cubicle - but it is a bog sit down jobbie, the vangelis music from chariots of fire starts in the background - delights bursts out across my face - DAMN Engaged I start my one man war dance outside the door the occupant is obviously very deaf, I am hopping shouting banging, Come you in there get out I have major surgery. Then I push the door it opens - quick inspection all necessary in place kecks down chocks away. YES YES YES! Noisy though full sound effects whoops of delight and bum joins in with full symphonic chorus. I feel good reach for the paper - OH NO. NO paper no probs wait a minute someone will be in. Ring John on Mobile phone he is outside no DAMN signal. OK Boys Brigade training kicks in keep a cool head under fire what is there within hopping distance.
I empty my pockets, three tissues one used the conference programme, a glossy and a piece of A4 a pen mobile phone swiss armyknife and a packet of polos. Wallet and credit cards. post it notes. Consider several options which start at scraping bot with credit card and end with self amputation of the bum. I make do and mend as my mother might say. Job done.
Press on flush - nowt, flush ok not bad but this slick will take some shifting. I do the best I can after six flushes, At which point I am swearing and kicking the bog loudly. 50% gone I write a pleading note to the cleaner apologising claiming medical immunity and attach five pounds saying having have a drink on me.
At this rate I will be skint by Christmas
Leave via the bar and say to the bar steward excuse me my good man someone seems to have been very ill in the lavvie.
Come out and pretend to have been deep in a mobile phone conversation in the bar I apologise to me colleagues who are stood outside a small open window, with frosted glass. I said to John a very very good friend later on the way home. I wasn't on the phone you know he said we know, Good Job linda smokes but pity we weren't deaf.
The crapmeister general
Part 5
Off to France on Friday worried about the bogs. The journey to plymouth is easy the one stop visit is easy. Services just leave an apology and a note for the staff after the cursory three flushes. As a service to the WLS community I will post my journey on the site so you can take precautions and plan your day accordingly.
The overnight ferry now that worries me buit its a big boat I thik. I'll start a pooh cruise of my own furthest end of the ship from the cabin. Never go back to the scene of the crime they'll never track me down. If they do they wont have the time to organise an identity parade. Unless I'm unlucky and there is a WLS support group on board.
France - now thats easier, unless Interpol have warned them I'm coming (surely Interpoo). That could be messy.
The gite, the nice caretaker just rang up, hope it isn't a septic (or even sceptic tank again) seven days doos wont be nice. If the man comes to empty it when we are there I'm done for. Then again could always ask him to insert his appliance directly and give me a good emptying.
Also the proximity is a risk, its ok for Jean and Ally they are immune now, but we are going with Colin Hannah and Jenny. Hope there are two bogs I can then be isolated. Buy a bucket first job (jobbie) on arrival. Hope its not a siphonic flush they are hopeless.
Jean suggested dumping in the sea - we are only 3k from the beach. Problem is I cant swim. so only go in up to my knees. Thought of slipping and drowning in that doesnt appeal.
And remember the beast floats no surreptitious work for me. Its full on stuff. And the tide - it could turn nasty
Holiday snap 1
And don't forget the beast is a thinking living organism, once it smells freedom it could do anything.
Like this Holiday snap 2
Oh no its got me webcam
I could go down to the beach at night now I just need to find a tidetable on GOOGLE.
Vive la difference
So practice this phrase with me
Je suis désolé que j'ai bloqué la toilette. J'ai eu une opération et mes matières fécales est difficile de rincer. L'odeur est désagréable, je suis extrêmement désolé. Ma femme s'est évanouie et mon enfant vomit. Faire j'ai besoin d'informer la police. Est là-bas un groupe de soutien de Chirurgie de Perte de poids près d'ici.
Thanks to Translator
I am sorry I have blocked the toilet. I have had an operation and my faeces is difficult to flush. The smell is unpleasant , I am extremely sorry. My wife has fainted and my child is vomitting. Do I need to inform the police. Is there a weight Loss Surgery support group near here.
For those of you who haven't encountered the beast this is part of a series all in the forum toilet matters. Make sure you have show all topics set. Apologies to the faint hearted but you was warned.
Part 6
The bog beast hasn't been out of Liverpool much since he first appeared. A little trip to Yorkshire thats all.
But today I am taking him on the train, and the thought has me a little worried. So being an anxious person I made a plan. Remember what anxiety does to the bog monster its his friend?
I booked a first class upgrade 15 quid each way and free tea and danish. Nicer seats too.
other advantage usually at one end of the train Hope its the front. Cause then first dump I'll walk along to the end of the train past standard class and into steerage. Chocks away in there. There's no way Mr Bransons paltry flush will deal with it so I aint even bothering. Come out of the bog proud and smiling and much lighter. The whole carriage will of course be vacated within moments. I shall then retreat to first class reporting to the "train manager" (whats that about) that an unpleasant peasant has been quite poorly, and he should jettison the offending carriage.
I reckon the journey is three hours planned, bog monster is half an hour to regroup and perform. Average Inter city (surely InterSh*tty)train is 10 carriages long.
No problemo jobs a good 'un Here we arriving at Euston
Train manager my A**E
Monday, August 04, 2003
Nursing Standard - the professional home for nurses on the net
Nursing Standard - the professional home for nurses on the netThe lowdown on last years winners of the gig I am up for in London.
Concorde Chair: Executive Desk Chair with Pulsor Massage (model 2416-18)
Concorde Chair: Executive Desk Chair with Pulsor Massage (model 2416-18)
My access to work chair which I no longer use.
My access to work chair which I no longer use.
Sunday. Summers here
Sunday morning work at the PC attempt and then fail to put an essay to bed. Make note to send pleading letter to Sheffield tomorrow. Girls go out for lunch I make do with a delicious count on us chicken lasagne triangles. Very tasty and just the job for this small stomached boy. Jean and Ally return with Colin Hannah and Jenny. Experiment withFlex 7, hours of fun. Then we simulate driving to France by going to Otterspool well its the first time we try the car with 6 in, Glad I aint Jean she is in the back. Have an ice cream at the promenade, really enjoy it.
Back home for a cold collation read a book about Overeaters anonymous not sure but some of it has echoes for me.
Discover there is a cybercafe in St Malo. Yipee. Right off to work. Last day.
Back home for a cold collation read a book about Overeaters anonymous not sure but some of it has echoes for me.
Discover there is a cybercafe in St Malo. Yipee. Right off to work. Last day.
Sunday, August 03, 2003
Saturday
Website stuff takes the fore. Getting there and a lot to sort afore I go away. The gang on there amaze me boy we done well 148 members and nearly 10,000 posts in 6 months. Bit nervous about the presentation thing in London. Kim sorted me out with some tickets, cap doffed, nice one mate. Off to gym saturday afternoon. Too hot but a good time. Back to Nanny Banks for the saturday ritual. Nanny has a had a fall and the Emergency Response Team have been there, I think. Who would know once its been though the scrambler there is nochance of sorting it out. Mum dont look well, her abdo is swollen she is breathless and legs are puffy. I encoursge her in the general direction of the GP's. She feels ok though she says. I have to admit I dont think she tells me the truth since the last time I had her bundled off to the Royal.
Still, never mind. Have tea and then a very pleasant saturday evening spent in Borders top gaff but costs a bloody fortune every time we go. Buy more birthday presents.
Our thoughts turn to holidays and we get into a mad frenzy of planning. The caretaker from the gite we are stopping in rings up. Can't wait.
Still, never mind. Have tea and then a very pleasant saturday evening spent in Borders top gaff but costs a bloody fortune every time we go. Buy more birthday presents.
Our thoughts turn to holidays and we get into a mad frenzy of planning. The caretaker from the gite we are stopping in rings up. Can't wait.
Saturday, August 02, 2003
Friday
Started at 3 am too early for me, picked Ruth and Paul up at 3.45 then off to Manchester. Worked at the PC then crawled backi nto our bed which already seemed full.
A fruitful day and i even find time for a bit of essay writing. Off to see Dr M at Speke, went ok back to the mtchworks via boots for some grub. Tony from the auditors in the afternoon top flight bloke. Sense of humour - Auditor thats two that I have met- yes Kim you are the other one. Friday night and its off to a secret party at the Tudor rooms. Dave a guy I work with has been in a war in the gulf. So bedecked in Union Jacks we're away. I found it difficult to square his going with my political beliefs. I wished him well and it appears that we are all celebrating his return which is something to give thanks for. He hasn't had a very good time but he don't make a fuss. I have a few pints of guinees with the mccoy man. Shock our wives by having our picture taken together, Jean calls him my greasy lover, a very derogatory term for a top geezer.
A fruitful day and i even find time for a bit of essay writing. Off to see Dr M at Speke, went ok back to the mtchworks via boots for some grub. Tony from the auditors in the afternoon top flight bloke. Sense of humour - Auditor thats two that I have met- yes Kim you are the other one. Friday night and its off to a secret party at the Tudor rooms. Dave a guy I work with has been in a war in the gulf. So bedecked in Union Jacks we're away. I found it difficult to square his going with my political beliefs. I wished him well and it appears that we are all celebrating his return which is something to give thanks for. He hasn't had a very good time but he don't make a fuss. I have a few pints of guinees with the mccoy man. Shock our wives by having our picture taken together, Jean calls him my greasy lover, a very derogatory term for a top geezer.
Thursday, July 31, 2003
Thursday
Start the day bad by going to the dentist at the wrong time so substitute with a trip to the barbers instead. Even get round to a bit of essay writing. Set up a web cam for a gas at. Go to curry club hit the 2008 and triple hop at the excellent dispensary aleouse. Then off to the Masterchef. Stay for pappodums and a chat than taxi home. No late night for me early trip to manchester airport indicated. Taking Ruth and Paul on the start of their Peruvian extravagnza.
Wednesday, July 30, 2003
wednesday shopping and avoidance
Shopping for Jeans birthday present very fruitful. Me and Ally fell out.
Didn't get shortlisted for the BUPA award - doh.
Off to Winwick in the evening to see a mate with trouble. He didnt turn up and i enjoyed a bit of the quiz. Till they made a show of me by announcing my weight loss. Got home had a bottle of Thwaites Lancaster Bomber. And Youngs Ramrod. Family Brewers link very good.
Didn't get shortlisted for the BUPA award - doh.
Off to Winwick in the evening to see a mate with trouble. He didnt turn up and i enjoyed a bit of the quiz. Till they made a show of me by announcing my weight loss. Got home had a bottle of Thwaites Lancaster Bomber. And Youngs Ramrod. Family Brewers link very good.
Tuesday Big Day support group
Busy in work sorting stuff the home handyish. jean aint well so Ipick Ally up and off to tesco woolton.Pick some canneloni for tea for wolf it down.
Off to the Glaxo for the support group, top gig, 40 + turn up. Jenny the dietitian gives an excellent account of herself here. Mr Kerrigan the surgeon turns up as well as a gang of geezers from the site. Good vibe. Jane comes up from essex. Nice one. Get away about 10.30 Jean looks lots better.
Off to the Glaxo for the support group, top gig, 40 + turn up. Jenny the dietitian gives an excellent account of herself here. Mr Kerrigan the surgeon turns up as well as a gang of geezers from the site. Good vibe. Jane comes up from essex. Nice one. Get away about 10.30 Jean looks lots better.
Tuesday, July 29, 2003
Monday reflections
Wall to wall meetings, extended management team, GMS contract working group, clinical governance steering group, followed by Desk top roll out.
The off to wrestle the car back from the clutches of Lookers. Hate those places. Dave Carson my mate who works in one has told me stories from their side. This fills me with fear and makes me completely irrational. Combine this with my deafness for a great recipe. Good afternoon sir what is the registration number of your vehicle. Its blue says I helpfully. One look for the knowing geezer behind the desk says it all. Then the carpark, the drop the cars into absurdly tight spaces using a gantry crane then all sit wetting themselves laffing at the customers expense. Then they clear up with the inevitable repairwork. 140 squid lighter and only half the work done I scoot. Home to the family we are having a move around of rooms so that should be fun. Jeans laptop is broke deep joy. But good news the new version of MSN messenger allows me to waste time I aint got playing games.
Tuesday will be better. Support group meeting tonight - Jenny Hughes speaking.
The off to wrestle the car back from the clutches of Lookers. Hate those places. Dave Carson my mate who works in one has told me stories from their side. This fills me with fear and makes me completely irrational. Combine this with my deafness for a great recipe. Good afternoon sir what is the registration number of your vehicle. Its blue says I helpfully. One look for the knowing geezer behind the desk says it all. Then the carpark, the drop the cars into absurdly tight spaces using a gantry crane then all sit wetting themselves laffing at the customers expense. Then they clear up with the inevitable repairwork. 140 squid lighter and only half the work done I scoot. Home to the family we are having a move around of rooms so that should be fun. Jeans laptop is broke deep joy. But good news the new version of MSN messenger allows me to waste time I aint got playing games.
Tuesday will be better. Support group meeting tonight - Jenny Hughes speaking.
Monday, July 28, 2003
Monday Monday
New GMS contract working group today so a quick shufti at some stuff, on the net. Its preceded by the extended management team a monthly gig for the top echelon of management in the PCT. The clinical governance then desktop roll out a busy day all round really. Set up a blog for the info. Kieran Loopyboy helps me out.
Sunday, July 27, 2003
WLSINFO – the Premier UK source of information and support for those who have had or are considering Weight Loss Surgery
And this as well - in between lunch at Ruth and Pauls - quietly goosed now.
WLSINFO – the Premier UK source of information and support for those who have had or are considering Weight Loss Surgery
WLSINFO – the Premier UK source of information and support for those who have had or are considering Weight Loss Surgery
Weight Loss Surgery Information and Support
Spent a fair bit of time on this as well
Weight Loss Surgery Information and Support
Weight Loss Surgery Information and Support
Saturday, July 26, 2003
Friday
Into work and sort out car. Good day sorting stuff feel like I am getting there work wise. Get a lift home off Jon. Good guy who is very bright. Off to grandmas see ruth and paul. I am taking them to the airport for their Peruvian adventure next week at 4am on Friday.
Thursday
Payroll meeting, then off to Hammy for an EMIS PCS meeting with Rob from Yorkshire whose new baby is called Freddie.
Then a workshop at Blackburn House about community system replacements, led by the management consultant Tim Tett who I asked was he offensive but nobody else was old enuff to get it. I wanted to write anagrams of his name. Sat next to super physio Heather tweedale, had a laff. See her in tescos sometimes shes still reading the blog too. Big trouble with hearing aids in this gaff. Ring Kim my matchworks friend bt she has already split for Paris, lucky lady. Go home picking ally up at nannas. Jean has been in to work and it went well.
Then Jean and ally go out OK till an incident involving wife tesco garage and unleaded petrol in a diesel engine. Not good. AA recovery they get home ok later, uncle colin is here he sees funny side. Difficult toget upset really coz it could have easily have been me.
Then a workshop at Blackburn House about community system replacements, led by the management consultant Tim Tett who I asked was he offensive but nobody else was old enuff to get it. I wanted to write anagrams of his name. Sat next to super physio Heather tweedale, had a laff. See her in tescos sometimes shes still reading the blog too. Big trouble with hearing aids in this gaff. Ring Kim my matchworks friend bt she has already split for Paris, lucky lady. Go home picking ally up at nannas. Jean has been in to work and it went well.
Then Jean and ally go out OK till an incident involving wife tesco garage and unleaded petrol in a diesel engine. Not good. AA recovery they get home ok later, uncle colin is here he sees funny side. Difficult toget upset really coz it could have easily have been me.
Thursday, July 24, 2003
Wednesday
Busy day again wall to wall meetings, start the with a meeting about IT support for disabled staff - result. Into a meeting with the irrepressible Ray C, soon to join us in the matchworks. Quick lunch then a meetinng with Nev the money man. Straight into a one to one with Val my boss, good one. On to Tony Woods who confesses to blog watching, a St Helens geezer, pimletts pie fan, staunch rugby league man and long time colleague fom North Mersey Community Trust. Found this for you Tonyenjoy.
Home and busy.
Home and busy.
Wednesday, July 23, 2003
Tuesday
10 am start so two hours website and work email stuff then into Hammy House. Talking abou the future of Veronicas project with her and Fran. Shes done well our V. Then a meeting with Management consultants "instant yuk factor" about the options appraisal gig on Thursday. Then some accountants about trying to understand some systems stuff. Nice people for accountants. To be fair I aint met that many but with a few exceptions they aint overly impressed. The some career advice for someone. Steam cuisine lunch microwaved in the sparse facilities at Hammy. A meeting about PCS with the team from Central. Home and a bit sick after the salmon for tea it was pan fried I think that was the problem. Fell asleep afterwards through the effort of heaving. Awoke web work. Then a brisk walk with the family. Jeans laptop dont look well. Thats bad news.
Tuesday, July 22, 2003
Monday.
Work starts early, team meeting, Christine starts well managing the techs. Off to Greenbank for a guest appearance at HR awayday, not sure why I am there but get a nice lunch. Meeting about diabetes and then working hard with Jon to pare down my inbox. Prepare bio for Kim for Gig at HFMA Assist conference next year. Home some phone counselling then website work and bed.
Sunday, Holy Joe
Frontline in the morning, home for lunch then all saints at night. Mr Religious or what. Very good address at Frontline by a local GP. Good stuff.
Saturday
Is work on the website in the morning go the gym day. Bit shocked at the fact I have been shortlisted for the RCN's Nurse 2003 awards. Get invited to Ruth and Toms for a few drinks to celebrate Toms 50th birthday. Very pleasant. Ally had a good time at the frenzy at Hope University - which is a kind of rave for teenagers.
How square daddio.
How square daddio.
Monday, July 21, 2003
Friday
No work today so I only go in for two hours. Then off to town for some togs. Nothing for me in HArvey Malcolm so its off to M&S. Liverpool store dontdo my size so off to Gemini after a stop off at the dentist. This thing in the roof of my mouth is another tooth which never had room to grow and is no trying to exploit a gap created last year. The geezer says it wont fit and needs pulling but i'll need "a nick in the gum" dont like the sound of that. Gemini comes up trumps I am happy in the sartorial department.
The big silver wedding doo for Ruth and Paul goes down well at the Thistle, formerly the Atlantic Tower.
The big silver wedding doo for Ruth and Paul goes down well at the Thistle, formerly the Atlantic Tower.
Thursday
PROPEL again This time at Aintree racecourse goes well. Working closely with Bob Director of Health Informatics has been risky but got things done and come out of it OK. PM off to Greenbank to meet with Phil and the Romania gang. Only Megan turns up and we get chucked out of the restaurant by 7. So its off to the Richmond Tavern. Pleasant evening.
Wednesday
Busy at work get lost in Runcor looking for North Cheshire PCT. Another PROPEL event this time at LACE in blistering heat. Off to see a potential pre-op with JK poor girl not sure if she wants the op. I think she wanted someone to tell her what to do. Not me I am afraid. Picked Ruth and Paul up under the guise of a trip to Winwick for the quiz took them to ours where the rest of the clan were waiting. Surprise, anniversary partyette in the garden. Give em their pressies big cases for their Peruvian trip. VERY NICE.
Sunday, July 20, 2003
Tuesday Busy again
Mad day off to Ruth and Pauls at night to see Phil back up here for a week. Always nice to see his smiling face and daily mail xenophobe policies. (We love him despite both).
Friday, July 18, 2003
Monday comes round to quick
Dr McCoy and Diana come round to install new kit on PC. The girls drink and insult us. We mess happily in the dining room it doesnt go well and everything that can wrong does go wrong.
Saturday.
Boy have I fallen behind, time to catch up I fear. Spend the morning easing my aching head and pretending to write an essay. Lots of procrastination. Off to the gym for a bit of a workout.
Home and then garden. Very pleasant evening.
Home and then garden. Very pleasant evening.
Saturday, July 12, 2003
Friday
Eileens Leaving day, emotional for her went out to Marentos Lark Lane good night but imbibed a bit too much. Sore head next day. Had a busy week, lots happening at home but need to get more up to date in blogging.
Thursday
Went to PROPEL gig at Bridge chapel big informatics thing. Bit poorly attended I thought. I was doing a turn with Bob from Informatics went well.
Tuesday
Busy day Catch up with Val da boss - sort out some stuff. Helene from Infomation governance then lunch with Kim. She has big news to tell me.
BAck to the matchworks and see Patricia a health informatics geezer from Uruguay.
BAck to the matchworks and see Patricia a health informatics geezer from Uruguay.
Monday
A workshop at the Blackburne house. Picked up two district nurses sue and sandra on the way. Fine gig. Overwhelmed by jargon at the start at and how did the ordinary humans there feel? Enjoyed it up front and personal with clinicians. This is where I want to be might actually make a difference. Everday Head of Informatics stuff just aint this much buzz.
Thursday, July 10, 2003
Sunday
Ruth Paul Bea and Alan round for lunch goes well. Think about college work but dont do any. 24 excellent
Saturday
Gym excellent workout with Guru Jack ask if he thinks I can do Corporate cup in September. Yes he says so off I go and work 5k in 58 mins no hands. Yeeha. Go to see YES with Micket and his lad Phil at the Kings dock. Good in part.
Sunday, July 06, 2003
Friday
I awoke stiff from walking and dancing last night. In to work despite being on a day off which is cool. Caught up with Gill who is providing me with admin support. Feel better after that. Then its off to Boots for my full hearing assessment. People may not have realised but I am deaf. I was first tested in 1983 and told I needed a hearing aid then. But I could not get one due to vanity or whatever. Its got worse with time but before the op it seemed a minor issue. Post op and following the move to the matchworks I have resolved to get it sorted. I got a thorough assessment from a audioetrist from Carlisle. And I need two hearing aids no surprise to me the price was though 1200-1800 per ear or 52 squid a month I opt for these top boys. As soon as she puts them in I think wowser I was deaf. I get one to take home and one to follow in the post . With a plan to gradually introduce them over 4 weeks. Kewl.
Thursday
Busy day at work jools holland gig at he kings dock top night tremendous stuff. Have pre theatre dinner with Jean Mick Jane and Ruth at the other place in Hope Street. Great atmosphere at the gig. Great to see a lot of older folk having a swinging time. Long walk from the carpark which doesnt phase me at all.
Monday, June 30, 2003
Sunday
Relax. Then work on stuff. Off to mums see niece up from london and rest of the family. Go to speke retail and walk all around it go in two shops and buy real persons clothes tshirts 3quid a go. Mebbe I have lost weight. Get home mow the lawn get picture took. think I might have lost weight. Finish submission see here go to be bed happy.
Saturday
WWoke up Gym weighed in 19st 3lbs mile PB down to 16 20. Came home lunched the delightful Archie of Ally parentage was here. What a star. Really enjoy seeing him. Went for a walk with sticks in our hands, a man thing. he feel asleep, lucky guy. His mum come we talked ally daughter went to pics to see Bruce almighty. I went to TJ Hughes for egg poaching pan and to look for tshirts. Picke dmum up saw nanny the doc wants to amputate from hip, not good she aint sure what to do - but I am supposed to tell her?? Mum drove me barkin in car, stopped at tesco cunning plan for two bottles of saturday night real ale. Thwarted by daughters announcement of party at chuch. Waled to chipshop got her tea- then drove her to that worked on submission picked her up Jean out again 2nd time in 3 months.
Friday
Heath fair Improving working lives good cholestrol low Blood Pressure low good
messed about in work OK coz day off went home home other place for lunch
Worked on Bupa award submission Jean went out all watched telly
messed about in work OK coz day off went home home other place for lunch
Worked on Bupa award submission Jean went out all watched telly
Sunday, June 29, 2003
Support Groups and all that
Have to rush round then in the middle of a meeting realise I havent got the lumps of fat for the meeting. A quick liason with the cardiac olot reveal they are are out on loan at the wirral. Another set is tracked down to the Ullet Road office of Central West. So its off there on the way home. Ring Jean shove lasagne in oven please. Arrive home, say do you think I should have borrowed projector nah if Mr Kerrigan wanted it he would have asked. Eat tea quicker than is really good for me. Go upto quickly check email email from Mr K with a file attahed he needs laptop and projector, back to matchwork whilst alking ally through copying this file to to a floppy- 1.6megs zip it. So recent crash leaves winzip inaccessible on the hard drive. Burn it to cd - she aint done that anyway I am home. Send email from my desktop to jeans wireless laptop and save file to hard drive. Take extra laptops Jean loads car with aid of Teen and Ally and bomb it to town. There is a small crowd gathering. Easy to spot our bunch. Thats an advantage, Chris the caretaker is a cool dude. One of the top sparks from the site Julie suggested a clothes exchange and she brought a small portable clothes rail jobbe the we noticed a big one in the room. Made 21 quid and a lot of people happy.
People just chatted though I didnt realise how hard this can be for people of size, who have spent years isolating themselves. Also physically standing round can be a killer when you are big and have bad joints.
Mr K is operating till 7.30 and due to speak at 8. I start talking a complete load of old tosh mostly. The mobile phone rings its him bum goes he has finished just checking the three he has done and he is on the way. Kewl.
Arrives in his audi tt looking super kewl the ladies like him. He gives a rasping talk on the different procedures indications contraindications and upsides downside. He has a powerpoint presentation which will go on the website. He gets the message across in really good way. Must find an anatomy and physiology primer for the site.
He then fields a really good q&A session.The crowd leave happy we have a long talk the care taker looks cheesed off.
Result.
People just chatted though I didnt realise how hard this can be for people of size, who have spent years isolating themselves. Also physically standing round can be a killer when you are big and have bad joints.
Mr K is operating till 7.30 and due to speak at 8. I start talking a complete load of old tosh mostly. The mobile phone rings its him bum goes he has finished just checking the three he has done and he is on the way. Kewl.
Arrives in his audi tt looking super kewl the ladies like him. He gives a rasping talk on the different procedures indications contraindications and upsides downside. He has a powerpoint presentation which will go on the website. He gets the message across in really good way. Must find an anatomy and physiology primer for the site.
He then fields a really good q&A session.The crowd leave happy we have a long talk the care taker looks cheesed off.
Result.
Friday, June 27, 2003
Thursday.
I am a busy boy it is the support group meet tonight and that makes me nervous. Though I aint sure why, yes I am oh so clearly. Head down and it will be OK. Arrive at Hammy House early and have a useful meetingmoving things forward, see wuite a few people. Lunch with Jayne H a cool dude witha lot of future potential sow seeds of a cunning plan.
Wednesday
Much of the same day lightened by the return of Kim my finance chum. We used to sit together in the naughty corner but I am slowly rehabilitating. Some good stuff starting to come together at work feels like we are getting there.
Tuesday
A very busy day at work and at home the details of hardly any I can recall now. I think I had a meeting with a pair of excellent GPs about computer systems and then went with Sam for a quick lunch at the gym and then more work.
Tuesday, June 24, 2003
Monday
Almost impossible to get out of bed this morning. Jean prises me out at 8.15. Somebody has inserted a brush handle between my legs in the night, I look bow legged and am unable to walk - deep joy. I look some sort of cowboy and swing my way into Tesco for a pasta snack. Crisis at the 10 items till which has run out of change, then a yoghurt incident, then two consecutive credit card failures. Conspiracy theory abounds. Get to matchworks and clamber up the stairs. Feel chronic this is bed is permanent pain returning, ah its just the gym, saunter round the block prior to my 11 oclock and feel bette. Keep moving say the two techies who are body builders. Talk to the work experience guy who is a great kid but suffering from the fact his mam and dad are big in the local health economy. I think we get on as he is a sad geek like me. He has one of these and I want it.
Off to burlington house in sefton for a heads of informatics or (IM&T) as they all say. We each have to bring our boss and it feels a bit like a parents evening at school but turning up with your mum. Not that my boss is like me mum. (quick denial issued). Frightens me again that we discuss major policy and no one has a clue what the immediate future holds.
I go for a jimmy for which you have to go through a locked door which Amanda promises to open when I knock. She sods off and I am there fo what seems like ages but cant have been more than 20mins bangin like a soft get till rescued by Davey Bray who used to work with me and is more puzzled than me why I am sobbing hysterically in a locked stairwell.
Drive back to matchworks have a good natter with Val about allsorts and occaisionally work. Do a few jobs but plan for dart to gym is scuppered, knees scream for delight. I hear the voice of the techie body builders in an Obi Wan Kenobie way - keep them moving fat boy - otherwise they will lock. So after a chat to to the delightful and irrepressible Gail Campbell the only other confirmed blog reader I head for Greenbank.
Heart is warmed by the sight of guru Jack who is impressed with my appearance. I think he likes the cowboy thing. We stand loking in the mirror as he supervises my squats. He seems to have cottoned to the effect and the gym doors are wide open. I realise gazing in the full length mirror that I may have lost weight dont laff though I have seeen the numbers it aint registered. He also says my figure is looking good, and I am getting definition around my shoulders. I am too ashamed to ask him what he means, he isn't hitting on me though of that I am sure. Two nice chaps come in they seem very good friends and work out in a synchronised way. Sort of like formation aerobics and follow each other around the machines helping and working together. I aint sure about their sexuality but hey seem happy and it reminds me of primary school when you woud pair up with someone. They weren't your friend but they had to act like it for a bit. Ah for those days, pictures on your peg, pump bags, Mrs Barkers ample bosom, which smelt of TCP, and on your birthday you could take four friends into the wendy house for cakes.
Back home for tea loverrly bognese thing and then Jeans saunters off for brisk walk to blow the cobwebs away. Watch sppoks and chill early night and wake today with loads to do, stiff the knees but refreshed.
Off to burlington house in sefton for a heads of informatics or (IM&T) as they all say. We each have to bring our boss and it feels a bit like a parents evening at school but turning up with your mum. Not that my boss is like me mum. (quick denial issued). Frightens me again that we discuss major policy and no one has a clue what the immediate future holds.
I go for a jimmy for which you have to go through a locked door which Amanda promises to open when I knock. She sods off and I am there fo what seems like ages but cant have been more than 20mins bangin like a soft get till rescued by Davey Bray who used to work with me and is more puzzled than me why I am sobbing hysterically in a locked stairwell.
Drive back to matchworks have a good natter with Val about allsorts and occaisionally work. Do a few jobs but plan for dart to gym is scuppered, knees scream for delight. I hear the voice of the techie body builders in an Obi Wan Kenobie way - keep them moving fat boy - otherwise they will lock. So after a chat to to the delightful and irrepressible Gail Campbell the only other confirmed blog reader I head for Greenbank.
Heart is warmed by the sight of guru Jack who is impressed with my appearance. I think he likes the cowboy thing. We stand loking in the mirror as he supervises my squats. He seems to have cottoned to the effect and the gym doors are wide open. I realise gazing in the full length mirror that I may have lost weight dont laff though I have seeen the numbers it aint registered. He also says my figure is looking good, and I am getting definition around my shoulders. I am too ashamed to ask him what he means, he isn't hitting on me though of that I am sure. Two nice chaps come in they seem very good friends and work out in a synchronised way. Sort of like formation aerobics and follow each other around the machines helping and working together. I aint sure about their sexuality but hey seem happy and it reminds me of primary school when you woud pair up with someone. They weren't your friend but they had to act like it for a bit. Ah for those days, pictures on your peg, pump bags, Mrs Barkers ample bosom, which smelt of TCP, and on your birthday you could take four friends into the wendy house for cakes.
Back home for tea loverrly bognese thing and then Jeans saunters off for brisk walk to blow the cobwebs away. Watch sppoks and chill early night and wake today with loads to do, stiff the knees but refreshed.
Sunday
Very late night for complicated reasons we all oversleep I surface after nine and leave the girls sleeping. Ally next and then Jean. Miss church and relax a bit, pleasant lunch of salmon at Ruth and Pauls. Spend nice afternoon in the garden. Tired all afternoon and aching from the squats. Miss Time team big dig doh! I know its said but I like it, people seldom realise my interest in British History. Especially Romano Britain. I wanna go to Hadrians wall again. We have some Tesco Moat House vouchers for the Autumn half term break any ideas? Tired Jean goes to church Ally is coming down with something we huddle for safety and comfort. Miss 24 due to proximity of daughter - unsuitable you see - it gives ME nightmares.
Sunday, June 22, 2003
Saturday
Start the day with a sleeping house and catch up on things. Wlsinfo contines to grow and the work is pleasing. Lunch in the yard and off to the gym. Ally and Jean been out to purchase Harry Potter.Ally is reading it.Gym for the pleasant company of guru Jack in an otherwise empty gym. Learn a new exercise involve squatting for the inside of my thighs - it hurts. The squat maneouvre causes spontaneous wind release. Good job its empty and jack is deaf. Take some juice afterwards in the bar then off to pick mum up from Nanny Banks'. How frustrating are parents? Ask my daughter? and my mother? Back hoe via tesco for flowers and pick mum in law up. Chinese supper, I have scrambled egg. very pleasant. Not much on telly. Bad news from the Midlands friend made redundant out of the blue. not good.
Saturday, June 21, 2003
Friday
Appreciate a lie in till after 8 Jean goes back to bed and I sort some stuff out. A couple of phone calls good productive one to Nell fro the site. Off to The other place for lunch. Top meal skate wings in black butter followed by strawberry ice cream, jean has an onion and anchovy tart, and red orange ice cream top meal. Jean drops me at the library and I start a few jobs for the college work. Walk down to The Ship and Mitre meet Mickey old friend. We put the world to rights over a few pints of Outlaw Phantom. Picked up by Jean at 8 then home give Ally 20 squid to buy the new Harry Potter book. Visited by Colin for Holiday talk. I feel good.
Thursday
Early start Doctor Mc the diminuitive senior tech from central arrives after 8.30 for our trip to planet emis in Leeds. We have a good laugh with Jean are joine by Linda then its off. M62, hartshead moor for bog break and then Bradford turn off. As usual the last 200 yards are the worst part of any journey. Posh golf club with no sign, must be a top joint. Good meeting, thrashing out systems development issues. Saunter down to the golf course to deal with nausea at lunchtime and see a very interesting cliff thing. A plaque says in 1680 non-conformists used to hold secret meetings there. Top spot. Good journey home and back before 5. Get to the gym for 5 and bloomin good work out. Weight down 3lb in a fortnight feeling good.Mile time down to 17m 30secs. Have a pint of juice then back home for lasagne. Chill with da family.
Thursday, June 19, 2003
Wednesday
Start the day at Hamilton House arrive in good time for a 9.30 meeting, saunter round catching up and dealing with a few things tip up at 9.25 to fin it in full swing having started at 9. Its a planning sesh for training and stuff. Sign up to facilitate, some workshops with the the director of Informatics which I am sure will amuse some of the paticipants. Hope it goes some way to breaching the gulf between planet informatics and planet earth. Not hopeful, planet training and development has a weird language all of its own.
A few productive meetings round the joint and lunch over a meeting with Fran the LIS primary care lead. Back to the matchworks and chill with a coffee then continue to sort backlog.
Getting there. Meeting with the new lead for EMIS our main clinical systems supplier. Have an interesting debate in which I air my forthright views.
Gym proves difficult and spend some time with Jean and Ally before Jean goes to house group and we go to Tescos for a few essentials and diesel. Speak to an interesting pre-opper from Hull. Watch trash TV and talk to Jean.
A few productive meetings round the joint and lunch over a meeting with Fran the LIS primary care lead. Back to the matchworks and chill with a coffee then continue to sort backlog.
Getting there. Meeting with the new lead for EMIS our main clinical systems supplier. Have an interesting debate in which I air my forthright views.
Gym proves difficult and spend some time with Jean and Ally before Jean goes to house group and we go to Tescos for a few essentials and diesel. Speak to an interesting pre-opper from Hull. Watch trash TV and talk to Jean.
Tuesday
A good busy hot day, achieve quite a bit at work and keep moving in the right direction.
Tuesday night is online moderators meeting always a challenge. My victorian technology craks along but sees me thro to the end.
Tuesday night is online moderators meeting always a challenge. My victorian technology craks along but sees me thro to the end.
Tuesday, June 17, 2003
Monday
After a few hours work last night and a few consternated phone calls in desperation thanks to Chris and Dr McC get it limping home on one engine. It is not well if it was a horse it would be giving pleasure rides to small children instead I daily act it to perform as a cross between a shire horse and a thoroughbred racer. To be honest it aint up to it.
Work consists of sorting emails hundreds of em and not much else.Still vital work that is much required. Nip to Boots to get lunch and stand on these scale things which say I am 19 stone 7lbs cool will cross reference them with gym scales tomorrow.
Off home then speak to the good Gordon and Mickey. Mickey forced into preparing a lecture for tomorrow, Gordon and I proceed to the willowbank and partake of some real beer.
Work consists of sorting emails hundreds of em and not much else.Still vital work that is much required. Nip to Boots to get lunch and stand on these scale things which say I am 19 stone 7lbs cool will cross reference them with gym scales tomorrow.
Off home then speak to the good Gordon and Mickey. Mickey forced into preparing a lecture for tomorrow, Gordon and I proceed to the willowbank and partake of some real beer.
Sunday
Fathers day, I get up before them and go back to bed to be greted by drinks in bed and and a starbucks insulated mug a top quality notebook and a bottle of beer in addition to two very nice cards. Off to Frontline for a lengthy baptism service see several people I know from around the city. Back home for lunch in the garden and a debate about what to do. My choice - fathers day - lying in the garden seems number one plan today. Alright apart from the inevitable lawn mowers and music being played loud. Tempted to find out the source of said fairground style side effects and submit requests. Showaddywaddy and the beach boys get an unfair share of the airtime.
Try to block it out and enjoy the sun and cold beer in the gardenshare some crisps with Ally and for brief moments feel almost normal in a dietary sense.
Early evening fine until the computer upstairs convulses and throws a ma major wobbler not good for the stress levels
Try to block it out and enjoy the sun and cold beer in the gardenshare some crisps with Ally and for brief moments feel almost normal in a dietary sense.
Early evening fine until the computer upstairs convulses and throws a ma major wobbler not good for the stress levels
Saturday
Fairly gentle dawadle following a lie infor us all. Read peacefully on waking before facing the world after 10. Gentle mooching in the house debating the relative options and merits of a day with potential glorious weather. Lauren the small child next door has her first communion today which is a big gig. Parking will be at a premium later her parents have been furiously busy redecorating in preparation. John seems to work round the clock on home improvements with the unintentional goal of revealing me as the cack handed homer simpson character next door. Tesco home shopping arrives - no problems this week. Off to the gym after light lunch and a pleasant soaking of the rays in the garden. The girls embark on a mission to purchase fathers day gifts. I complete a mile on the treadmill in 17.5 minutes a new personal best. The heat is sweltering I consume 1.5 litres of water during the sesiion and two pints of orange juice afterwards. Off to see mum and Nanny and drop mum off. Flowers for Jean from Tesco then back home a really nice relaxing day.
Friday, June 13, 2003
Friday
Start the day with a visit to Tescos for petrol, on to the doctors to drop a specimen off - don't ask. Then to lookers the vauxhall dealer for a quote for the stolen wheel 204 quid ooer.
Off to sheffers for the day. Talk to doctor john mccoy on way there, and lots of other people. Arrive 10 mins late and meet Assad. my muslim brother, a man from Sudan who could show us all a way to leave. he is truly peaceful and merciful. We became friends when we all started at Sheffield in the first year I was there. Basically it was the older guys in the group, and a Jordanian, A sudanese and an Omani. Hear that Mubarik our Omani friend died recently of a snakebite, early 30's. Asaad and I catch up over lunch, so much is happening for both of us. Off to see a tutor and the department administrator in the Department of Information studies. Hatch a cunning plan to enable me to emerge with something at the end of this Plenty of work to do between now and holiday time and then A dissertation next year.
More time with Asaad and then drive home, keep in touch with folk at work and home via my Blackberry. Have to say the new car is tops it is comfortable, like sitting in an armchair for driving.
Arrive home and dont really want much tea, have some boiled egg and go to ma in laws friday night. Have I got news for you, Jonty Ross double bill. Johnny Vegas as entertaining as ever
Off to sheffers for the day. Talk to doctor john mccoy on way there, and lots of other people. Arrive 10 mins late and meet Assad. my muslim brother, a man from Sudan who could show us all a way to leave. he is truly peaceful and merciful. We became friends when we all started at Sheffield in the first year I was there. Basically it was the older guys in the group, and a Jordanian, A sudanese and an Omani. Hear that Mubarik our Omani friend died recently of a snakebite, early 30's. Asaad and I catch up over lunch, so much is happening for both of us. Off to see a tutor and the department administrator in the Department of Information studies. Hatch a cunning plan to enable me to emerge with something at the end of this Plenty of work to do between now and holiday time and then A dissertation next year.
More time with Asaad and then drive home, keep in touch with folk at work and home via my Blackberry. Have to say the new car is tops it is comfortable, like sitting in an armchair for driving.
Arrive home and dont really want much tea, have some boiled egg and go to ma in laws friday night. Have I got news for you, Jonty Ross double bill. Johnny Vegas as entertaining as ever
Tuesday, June 10, 2003
Tuesday
Very busy at work but start to sort things. Go to gym on way home see Ann M podiatry queen and Neil N jobbing podiatrist and PEC member. Good session at Gynm arrive home family out cook eat vomit . INTERNET IS BROKEN BIG TIME BAD NEWS. still more time for family and garden.
Monday
Should have gone to Hammy House first but went to matchworks. Try to sort a lot of things. Bum burning from heat which I am sensing. I think some quick results will help my ratings. Get a working deal brokered then retire with Eileen to Greenbank for lunch. Return to Matchworks and sort out stuff busy. Enjoyable. Arrive home sort family things and off to Greenbank to meet John a fellow wls friend. Who is organising the doo on Friday 19th September at the dockers club.The party is sort of one year post op gig for me, celebration for him and fundraiser for wlsinfo.org.uk
Sunday wake up late
Dont like this start to the day, 9.30 and food hygeine etc are all a rush. Off to the frontline for a 10.30 kick off it isn't what I am used to but there is clearly something good going on. Meet adamski from work and stroll in the sunshine into the kirk. Lively time good talk must read up onit later this week. Have to leave prematurely at 12.20 the heavens have opened. Get soaked to the skin literally, guests for lunch and disaster strikes the chicken aint cooked not good Jean bombs off to local supermarket for precooked jobbies. Lunch goes well small turnout today big boy paul is on school course thing. Onl us Bea Alan and ruth. All goes well and after Lunch we are out in the yard soaking up the rays. They leave at 4 and its on to wlsinfo riting difficult emails responding to support talking to mick busy. At it till 10 relax and family time. Busy.
Saturday
More WLSINFO shenanigans. Oh dear I spend a lot of time on this young Mick is discharge from hospital safe sound and furious.Eat lunch in the garden awaiting Tesco home delivery then off to the gym. Good workout, get weighed result 19stone 8lb over 200lbs or 14 stone 4lb gone reet chuffed see the graphic evidence at Personal progress if you cant see all the pics doube click where they should be and the do come up honest. Reet chuffed, walk a mile in 22 mins on the treadmill and feel good.Off to Asda for the shopping that Tesco man lost and which we were refunded. Off to Nanny Banks to pick up mum. She feels better, though she is keeping me away from Nanny banks.
Take her up to Speke Retail Park and visit Borders and a few other places. She announces her immediate disgust on entering the shop the specially piped in cooffee aroma which she screws her face up and shouts "I bloody hate that smell" I adopt the look of an understanding Care in the Community worker.She is not a great reader English is not her first language - I am not sure what is but if she was at school now I feel sure it she would have a syndrome. I ask her what she likes books about Dogs she says. She dissapears like a guided missle and locks on a heavily discounted DVD which she wants to purchase - Closer examination reveals it is reservoir dogs -Tarantino -not for you mum. She buys me a 99 an icecream from a street vendor with a stick of chocolate in. She has struggled since my op as she saw part of her personal mission in life to load me with several thousand calories and abuse about my diet at every visit. She also claims I was potty trained at six weeks -anywonder I am screwed up and have "issues."
Return home then off to the tip - alays a good gig. Shut the door get wound up by wlsinfo then relax.
Take her up to Speke Retail Park and visit Borders and a few other places. She announces her immediate disgust on entering the shop the specially piped in cooffee aroma which she screws her face up and shouts "I bloody hate that smell" I adopt the look of an understanding Care in the Community worker.She is not a great reader English is not her first language - I am not sure what is but if she was at school now I feel sure it she would have a syndrome. I ask her what she likes books about Dogs she says. She dissapears like a guided missle and locks on a heavily discounted DVD which she wants to purchase - Closer examination reveals it is reservoir dogs -Tarantino -not for you mum. She buys me a 99 an icecream from a street vendor with a stick of chocolate in. She has struggled since my op as she saw part of her personal mission in life to load me with several thousand calories and abuse about my diet at every visit. She also claims I was potty trained at six weeks -anywonder I am screwed up and have "issues."
Return home then off to the tip - alays a good gig. Shut the door get wound up by wlsinfo then relax.
Saturday, June 07, 2003
Friday is that the sky falling in
Loads more gubbins to sort on wlsinfo the schism seems to be getting worse wonder if the community thats developed will be rent asunder. Spend a morning firefighting and trying to sort stuff miss the gym and stress levels increase. Its a day off but I field a few work things. I don't think there is much malice in the stuff on the site just a lot of stuff going on where needy people are doing things that they haven't thought through and several people start reacting to the pecieved threat. Feel pleased that Mick isnt around he and I can wind each other up and we would be polishing up the tomahawks now if he was here decide to take some time out.
Jean and I go off to town and find our way into the Anglican cathedral a find old gaff which was only finished a few years ago. Jeans dad did some work on the roof where now peregrine falcons live. I sit in the quiet and contemplate and offer some prayers. I need some guidance and it seems an appropriate place to do it, worried about weight loss Mick and the site generally and the health of those around me. Feeling better we split to the bookshop which seems to be like a shop in any tourist place buy a couple of books and some small gifts. Cant resist some cheesy coasters with the meanings of our names on - buy one each for Ally Jean and me. Ken - the diplomat brother in law later suggest glueing to my forehead to remind people. Have a defining moment on the way out when I exit through a side passage which we both think I wouldn't have been able fit in pre-op suddenly dawns that shape really has changed.
Off to the Other place in Hope street for lunch to use our BOGOF voucher. Jean orders sausage mash and gravy, wild brown trout and new spuds for me. Far too much and I ask the geezer to wrap the half of fish up for me and I have it for tea. Pop into cozzies new gaff to show my support for this top geezer.
The crap on wlsinfo continues to develop, storm clouds gather. Off to Frank the barbers, looking a bit straggly and need trim and counselling session. He aint there so spend a pleasant 15 minutes waiting whilst reading gems from the dalais little book of wisdom. I dont agree with it all but some good stuff none the less that helps me focus. Frank is on form as ever and I leave considerably lighter. Scalped to the bone and with my burdens laid down. I hope he doesn't trip over it in the shop. To be fair we don't talk about any of it but chatting to him seems to bring me up to the right spot.Driving to Nanny Banks' I wonder what I'll do when Frank retires....hmmmm.
Nanny Banks clealy my mum has had a hard time as she is locking the door and climbing into the car before I stop. Nanny has been giving her a hard time about the new chair. Which has decided is unsuitable. I think she really upsets me mam and that hurts me. I really dont know how to deal with that...answers on a postcard please. Mum has been interviewed by a girl from India in the street about which way she came? It take half the journey home to tease out whats going on. Some body was doing a survey in Nannys street to see where people had come from. I would have like to videod that poor interviewer. Presumably its the Ordnance survey trying to map the litter and dog muck for a city of culture heritage trail. Drop me off and get profound on wlsinfo - that helps. Go to Bea's for the friday night sess. It is Jeans brother Alans birthday. Paul leaves early for a meeting at Bridge chapel. We take Ruth to Tescos on Allerton road to meet him later. I see Heather fizzio terrorist (physio therapist) obergruppenfurher by the bananas shopping with her mum. She has been around for about as long as me, she used to be a superintendent but I think she is now the chiefconstable. She is a blog watcher and is based in a cupboard somewhere in the North, Netherfield Road if memory serves.
I continue my discussion with the cheese operative a new face this week, the graveyard shift there on a friday doesn't seem a cool gig. Home to be visited by Colin for further holiday planning, watch Johnny Ross with Cheese and wine.................nice.
Jean and I go off to town and find our way into the Anglican cathedral a find old gaff which was only finished a few years ago. Jeans dad did some work on the roof where now peregrine falcons live. I sit in the quiet and contemplate and offer some prayers. I need some guidance and it seems an appropriate place to do it, worried about weight loss Mick and the site generally and the health of those around me. Feeling better we split to the bookshop which seems to be like a shop in any tourist place buy a couple of books and some small gifts. Cant resist some cheesy coasters with the meanings of our names on - buy one each for Ally Jean and me. Ken - the diplomat brother in law later suggest glueing to my forehead to remind people. Have a defining moment on the way out when I exit through a side passage which we both think I wouldn't have been able fit in pre-op suddenly dawns that shape really has changed.
Off to the Other place in Hope street for lunch to use our BOGOF voucher. Jean orders sausage mash and gravy, wild brown trout and new spuds for me. Far too much and I ask the geezer to wrap the half of fish up for me and I have it for tea. Pop into cozzies new gaff to show my support for this top geezer.
The crap on wlsinfo continues to develop, storm clouds gather. Off to Frank the barbers, looking a bit straggly and need trim and counselling session. He aint there so spend a pleasant 15 minutes waiting whilst reading gems from the dalais little book of wisdom. I dont agree with it all but some good stuff none the less that helps me focus. Frank is on form as ever and I leave considerably lighter. Scalped to the bone and with my burdens laid down. I hope he doesn't trip over it in the shop. To be fair we don't talk about any of it but chatting to him seems to bring me up to the right spot.Driving to Nanny Banks' I wonder what I'll do when Frank retires....hmmmm.
Nanny Banks clealy my mum has had a hard time as she is locking the door and climbing into the car before I stop. Nanny has been giving her a hard time about the new chair. Which has decided is unsuitable. I think she really upsets me mam and that hurts me. I really dont know how to deal with that...answers on a postcard please. Mum has been interviewed by a girl from India in the street about which way she came? It take half the journey home to tease out whats going on. Some body was doing a survey in Nannys street to see where people had come from. I would have like to videod that poor interviewer. Presumably its the Ordnance survey trying to map the litter and dog muck for a city of culture heritage trail. Drop me off and get profound on wlsinfo - that helps. Go to Bea's for the friday night sess. It is Jeans brother Alans birthday. Paul leaves early for a meeting at Bridge chapel. We take Ruth to Tescos on Allerton road to meet him later. I see Heather fizzio terrorist (physio therapist) obergruppenfurher by the bananas shopping with her mum. She has been around for about as long as me, she used to be a superintendent but I think she is now the chiefconstable. She is a blog watcher and is based in a cupboard somewhere in the North, Netherfield Road if memory serves.
I continue my discussion with the cheese operative a new face this week, the graveyard shift there on a friday doesn't seem a cool gig. Home to be visited by Colin for further holiday planning, watch Johnny Ross with Cheese and wine.................nice.
Thursday night
Falling behind again -left for my half day at 4pm but feel I am getting on top of some fundmentals at the matchworks. Its only been open for 10 months. Progress in sight dont make the gym and dont sort out the insurance claim.
Call in at mums to see her she is out obviously just missed her and sister mary before they jet to asda. Go to see my mate steve who is a big geezer leaves near mum. He is on the front page of the christian herald. He has a new job co running a cafe and centre for the city mission in town. Top work he is a great man, very eavy, very umble, as Uriah Heep the rock band would say. We have exchanged clothes several times in the past. Must find a way to send him some dosh to support the work. Have a look here Click cafe on the home page It is next to the Beehive Pub on Mount Pleasant. Starbucks it aint cheap cheerful and doing some valuable work with groups of vulnerable people it is. Go in have a drink say hello to Steve and pay Starbucks prices. It will make you feel better and it will help them. They give subsidised food to the vulnerable funded by the takings from the caff.
Take Ally of to Borders meet with Kieran aka loopylibrarian
in Starbucks and sort out some serious stuff round intranets and library access. Sometimes wonder if he is the only geezer in the health service who can see my vision of the beautiful garden that is knowledge information management. Sometimes it seems like one of those walled places in Old houses. Lots of swag going on but only for a few who have the keys. It also seems that only the gardners can plant things. (stick with me its going somewhere - honest) me and him want a public park with loads going on easily signposted - ok some laid out formal bits where you cant walk on the grass, but also some planting bits. More like the International Garden Festival than walled garden. 10000 visitors a day and loads of good thing to see and do interactive different needsand all go home happy. See three Buddhist monks in Starbucks I wonder if the Dalai Lama is reading the blog and having me stalked. Yo dude. Exile must be tough but the internet must help. Kieran is also going to sort out the the wlsinfo library when in doubt see a specialist I say.
Sort me some wearisome stuff on wlsinfo which is eating in to family time and the real issue of giving people support. Looks like a schism though and it needs to be dealt with. Good job Mick is in hospital , he might well favour a different approach to the rest of us. I miss the git but I wouldn't tell him and as he thinks this is a load of cack not much danger of him finding out.
Speak to sister and Phil my mate who I went to Romania with a few years ago, he is an old geezer but our relationship transcends the generation gap, we have supported each other through some tough times. He is a bit like the dalai lama - old wears glasses a bit puddled and profound, highly spiritual and in exile. His daughter reads the blog, she used to send encouraging words by email but not many sent recently but from Phils knowledge of my life someone is feeding him the gen - Jen?
Tomorrow is another day
Call in at mums to see her she is out obviously just missed her and sister mary before they jet to asda. Go to see my mate steve who is a big geezer leaves near mum. He is on the front page of the christian herald. He has a new job co running a cafe and centre for the city mission in town. Top work he is a great man, very eavy, very umble, as Uriah Heep the rock band would say. We have exchanged clothes several times in the past. Must find a way to send him some dosh to support the work. Have a look here Click cafe on the home page It is next to the Beehive Pub on Mount Pleasant. Starbucks it aint cheap cheerful and doing some valuable work with groups of vulnerable people it is. Go in have a drink say hello to Steve and pay Starbucks prices. It will make you feel better and it will help them. They give subsidised food to the vulnerable funded by the takings from the caff.
Take Ally of to Borders meet with Kieran aka loopylibrarian
in Starbucks and sort out some serious stuff round intranets and library access. Sometimes wonder if he is the only geezer in the health service who can see my vision of the beautiful garden that is knowledge information management. Sometimes it seems like one of those walled places in Old houses. Lots of swag going on but only for a few who have the keys. It also seems that only the gardners can plant things. (stick with me its going somewhere - honest) me and him want a public park with loads going on easily signposted - ok some laid out formal bits where you cant walk on the grass, but also some planting bits. More like the International Garden Festival than walled garden. 10000 visitors a day and loads of good thing to see and do interactive different needsand all go home happy. See three Buddhist monks in Starbucks I wonder if the Dalai Lama is reading the blog and having me stalked. Yo dude. Exile must be tough but the internet must help. Kieran is also going to sort out the the wlsinfo library when in doubt see a specialist I say.
Sort me some wearisome stuff on wlsinfo which is eating in to family time and the real issue of giving people support. Looks like a schism though and it needs to be dealt with. Good job Mick is in hospital , he might well favour a different approach to the rest of us. I miss the git but I wouldn't tell him and as he thinks this is a load of cack not much danger of him finding out.
Speak to sister and Phil my mate who I went to Romania with a few years ago, he is an old geezer but our relationship transcends the generation gap, we have supported each other through some tough times. He is a bit like the dalai lama - old wears glasses a bit puddled and profound, highly spiritual and in exile. His daughter reads the blog, she used to send encouraging words by email but not many sent recently but from Phils knowledge of my life someone is feeding him the gen - Jen?
Tomorrow is another day
Thursday, June 05, 2003
Thursday am
Half a day today aand need to work a day a week from home I think. Need to sort insurance claim and get to the gym after work today. Lots to do but enjoying the challenge.
Wednesday
Matchworks and get involved in lots of techie things that aint my job. No one else to do it must sort that. Get hardly any of my work done. Off to Goodison for a clinical system user group good opportunity to get alongside clinicians and people doing the job on the ground. Cope well with the buffet one of my sneaking fears since the surgery. Too tired to go the gym go home and arrive to see Mick of Wlsinfo fame has been hospitalised and all sorts of crap going down. Not good and sorting takes most of the evening. Colin visits and holiday plans are well underway. Jean goes to house group we are all tired. Mother doing more and says she is better.
Wednesday, June 04, 2003
Tuesday
Another busy day lots of things to sort out and end up acting like a junior techie again, for most of the morning, satisfying though and it pays well. Needs sorting as I can't do this for ever. Met the heavily gravid Ali P for lunch what a good geezer she is. Back to work then off to see Prof Morris top psychiatrist a truly gifted man. Once again count my bessings for the quality of health care I get.
Off to greenbank for tea then a North West Support group steering group committee. Top stuff and moving forward. Sleep well after that.
Off to greenbank for tea then a North West Support group steering group committee. Top stuff and moving forward. Sleep well after that.
Monday Busy Busy
Started with an appointment to see my surgeon, 9 month follow up. Somehow end up in the wrong pile and see the junior, have I been dissed. Telephone and email apology which arrive later reveal not. Wonder why I go though - bloods taken met a lady who was at the support group. Them meet John geezer who is famous in Weight Loss Surgery world. Total respect.
Back to work, full day. Met new nurse in Marchworks, cardiobetes nurse. Huh neologism or what. I know your sister she says, oh our Mary (best said in Scouse accent), no your Kathy. Small wome with a dog, thats my 73 year old mother I say, doh not happy. I have moved desks over to the west wing of the building. Stillpartmered with Caroline and Clare but have joined Angela a quiet but acutely funny project who is up to no good in West Speke. THere is loads to do and I end up staying till 6.15, few good chats along the way Maurice a GP who is big in Clinical Governance, and also the LIverpool over 40 Jewish Tennis Champion . A fact of which he is very proud.
Call at mothers on way home she looks a bit brighter but has been upchucking. Off to gym walk a mile in 19 minutes, you athletes may not be impressed but I am well pleased. Do a couple of exercises and decide I have done enough. Get weighed and dissapointed to see I have gained three pound since 19/05 but what the hell. Get home and eat, fail to make two calls then off for three pints of real ale with the irrepressible Gordon. A man whose company is as good as any tonic.Sleep well with a smile on my face
Back to work, full day. Met new nurse in Marchworks, cardiobetes nurse. Huh neologism or what. I know your sister she says, oh our Mary (best said in Scouse accent), no your Kathy. Small wome with a dog, thats my 73 year old mother I say, doh not happy. I have moved desks over to the west wing of the building. Stillpartmered with Caroline and Clare but have joined Angela a quiet but acutely funny project who is up to no good in West Speke. THere is loads to do and I end up staying till 6.15, few good chats along the way Maurice a GP who is big in Clinical Governance, and also the LIverpool over 40 Jewish Tennis Champion . A fact of which he is very proud.
Call at mothers on way home she looks a bit brighter but has been upchucking. Off to gym walk a mile in 19 minutes, you athletes may not be impressed but I am well pleased. Do a couple of exercises and decide I have done enough. Get weighed and dissapointed to see I have gained three pound since 19/05 but what the hell. Get home and eat, fail to make two calls then off for three pints of real ale with the irrepressible Gordon. A man whose company is as good as any tonic.Sleep well with a smile on my face
Sunday, June 01, 2003
Sunday AM
Mick partner in crimes birthday today. He is webmaster/admin and personal support on wlsinfo. He hates the blog so he wont read this. Sent him birthday greetings. Off to Frontline church. Blogwatchers will know that my spirituality is in need of an overhaul. Kicking happening place went with my mate Frank. top experience which I wont elaborate on too much here but I felt well better when I came out.
Back for a light lunch and head buzzing with energy and feeling quite peaceful. (A strange combination). Chillout afternoon and off to see mummy at 6 she declined much of a visit but I was worried about incurring the wrath of big sis if I didn't at least pop in. Big sis Mary is off to see Sir Paul of McCartney at the dock tonight,John queued for ages for tickets. Back home girls are out at the Parish Church bit of web admin, and a natter to Mick chill in the garden talk to Jean about balancing everything and await 24 on the pigs (pigs belly=telly).
Back for a light lunch and head buzzing with energy and feeling quite peaceful. (A strange combination). Chillout afternoon and off to see mummy at 6 she declined much of a visit but I was worried about incurring the wrath of big sis if I didn't at least pop in. Big sis Mary is off to see Sir Paul of McCartney at the dock tonight,John queued for ages for tickets. Back home girls are out at the Parish Church bit of web admin, and a natter to Mick chill in the garden talk to Jean about balancing everything and await 24 on the pigs (pigs belly=telly).
Saturday
Awoke around 8 start the day with a sleeping house and mugs of tea and gentle surfing. Bobby arrives at 9.15 to dust the car for dabs, very sun hill. To be fair she was a very young civilian support worker but a really nice waywith her and she seemed awfully young to gazing through a magnifyng glass at muder scenes. Job done I load the car and set off for the tip. Not the best of jobs I get the manual out to help decide which of the numerous seat combinations I should go for. Settle on Maxing the load space and I'm off. Saturday am you can usually queue for an hour I nearly died of shocjk when I was straight in and out. Great stuff. Accosted by an eastern european screen washer on the way out. She appealed for cash, in a very plaintive way, I never know what to do but was helped by the fact I had nothing on me. She didn't appear to speak english but I was rewarded with a very loud fook off as I pulled away. Relaxed and a snooze, Jean had got in late after last night, and I had been disturbed in the night. Awoke refreshed after an hour then off to the gym great work out gym was deserted just me and crazy Eva a really nice Belgian who works there she got the best out of me. I gave in and got weighed, bad news I have put on 200g like I am bothered. HAHA.
A chill out evening at home enjoying the new improved no rubbish filled garden.
A chill out evening at home enjoying the new improved no rubbish filled garden.
Saturday, May 31, 2003
Friday runaround.
Busy day in halfterm popped into Hammy House for Ian Connollys last day also known as saucy. Top manand curry club devotee. Saw too many people to mention. Plan was to take mother to sisters but she was too tired so sat round in her house I take the laptop and she watches telly. Dog wouldn't even go for a walk she was too hot. home for lasagne.
Discover that the spare wheel has been nicked off my new car grrr. Interface with the police call centre, and then the crime bureau. Very helpful coming round tomorrow to fingerprint.
Then out to drop Jean off for a night out at the Liverpool Marriot. Ally and I dissapear into Borders for coffe Fappucino and shopping.
Back home for Have I got News for you, Johnny Ross with Dirty Den and Shania Twain, followed by Jools Holland with the entertaining Blind boys of alabama amongst others.
Discover that the spare wheel has been nicked off my new car grrr. Interface with the police call centre, and then the crime bureau. Very helpful coming round tomorrow to fingerprint.
Then out to drop Jean off for a night out at the Liverpool Marriot. Ally and I dissapear into Borders for coffe Fappucino and shopping.
Back home for Have I got News for you, Johnny Ross with Dirty Den and Shania Twain, followed by Jools Holland with the entertaining Blind boys of alabama amongst others.
Friday, May 30, 2003
Thursday
Investing in Bluetooth short range wireless technology. Seems like fun and cheap from ebay. Out into the garden to till the earh, well plant hanging baskets, Jean runs round like teacher scolding errant pupils which we deserve. Make a good old mess and a bit vomitty after dinner. Jean goes off to buy more pots plants etc. I cill for a bit ring a woman needing support then go to gym. Walk 2 kilometres at nearly 5 K an hour a personal best for me. Increase weights on dumbells. feel sense of warmth and achievment. Drop prescription in at Tesco then forget it oh very poor. Mess in garden then watch season finale of ER on E4 very strange post Iraq stuff Hmmm.
Wednesday, May 28, 2003
Wednesday, a walk in the Black Forest or erm Childwall woods
A walk with the park ranger in Childwall woods top man with vast knowledge of trees. See plenty of things I didnt know about in a nice bit of woods in walking distance from the house. There are woodpeckers and foxes, and a load of trees. I was well impressed this is scary new stuff and only 15 minutes from our ouse. Go to Tescos Woolton for dinner, girls happy but me less so. So I buy a pasta salad from the shop and hope they will try to evict me for eatingit there. Brace myself for a special diet protest that never comes. Round to mothers, she don't look so clever. Just wants to sit around so that aint good. Me and Ally take sue mums dog for a walk. Me and dogs not a good combination, Sue has acquired the personality of one of my mothers younger sisters dont ask. Basically you have to carry her like a baby to a point out of site of the house then she will walk. Walk a mile somewhere along the line she poohs, not impressed. Ungracious bending and cleaning, teflon it aint.
Back to the house mother is delighted the dog has crapped - a sign of greast honour and total respect. Us back home called at the docs to pick up script which is shut. Go home eat ravenously within my diet (I have walked three miles today). Water the garden and chill.
Back to the house mother is delighted the dog has crapped - a sign of greast honour and total respect. Us back home called at the docs to pick up script which is shut. Go home eat ravenously within my diet (I have walked three miles today). Water the garden and chill.
Tuesday More rushing
Doctors appointment 8.50 Frank showing off his new printer which didnt work. Call techie after I thought trying the obvious. Didn't try the paper tray as I foolishly thought he would have checked, he hadn't it was empty but worked better afterwards. Off to see a friend feeling a bit down, move them on a bit I think. Back home lunch, then off to Speke retail park. New shoes in Brantano. Stout walking shoes for our outdoor pursuits planned for tomorrow. More to follow. Then in to Borders, coffee at starbucks then into the shop properly. They have a chuckout corner in there, wow did I have a good root. Got an outlook 2000 book for work. Bought a book by the Dalai Lama - the little book of wisdom. He is a wise old git. A Susie Orbach number called on eating seems a bit of a gem she used to do a bit in the guardian cant remember much about her.
Off to Greenbank for tea new chef the chicken penne pasta is greatly improved by the addition of more (some) chicken. Jean goes off to mothers and I have an online meeting, which greatly occupies me.
Good nights sleep though I sense Jean is having troubles when she wakes me telling me to call the police as we have people in the loft. I feel considerably settled once we establish it is a dream
Off to Greenbank for tea new chef the chicken penne pasta is greatly improved by the addition of more (some) chicken. Jean goes off to mothers and I have an online meeting, which greatly occupies me.
Good nights sleep though I sense Jean is having troubles when she wakes me telling me to call the police as we have people in the loft. I feel considerably settled once we establish it is a dream
Monday, May 26, 2003
Monday Busted
Nanna duty today she wanted to visit Nanny Banks her mum. A stubborn stoical character on a good day. This was not a good day. I absent myself to maplins and console myself to a small bit of spending and a large bit of browsing. On return I sit in the kitchen messing on the laptop. Listening to my mum and her mum arguing at the top of their voices. i am transported back to my childhood. Nannas house is in the centre of Urban regeneration capital of liverpool and all round scary place. Take mum home and back to our house to see Lizzie Alls mate and our house guest had arrived. Drive them to Manchester to the Carling Apollo to see Busted. I sod off to Leeds to see my mate Gordon who had WLS on 1/5/03 and is still in. He has had all sorts of probs leaks and infections and MRSA. The Leeds General Infirmary is the maddest place I have ever been (hospital wise). Eventually find him and he looks pleased to see me. Find my way out and get lost going back into Manchester I see it more as an interesting diversion. Find the place again and nibble some chicken whilst waiting for them. Ardwick looks like the Kensington of Liverpool. On the way home have to stop the car and chuck up. Get home blow up an airbed and sleep well
Sunday
Rushed to Tesco en route to gym. Thought why am I rushing it Sunday lets chill, went back home, and decided to walk to Ruth and Pauls instead. dunno har far but took 30 mins at good pace felt good as an achievment. Nice lunch but bit ropey feeling after. Sunday night means 24 in Clare towers to tlly show of the mo. So good we watched the next episode on Beeb 3. We will see it again on Beeb 2 next week. Late night. feel good.
Saturday sounds like parent trap
Saturday morning hang about then gone to see Mum and sister at mums. Seems her Liver function tests are back to normal and the test is suddenly risky and he doesnt want to do it. Need to get her sorted next week Mary is staying for tonight. The dog is out of kennels and fairly happy seems pleased to see me as well. watched the scoring on eurovision null points.
Saturday, May 24, 2003
Day Off my ****
Website work while Mrs C relaxes. Engage the services of Rebecca a post opper who has volunteered to help with admin top woman. Feel relieved. Approached by Dr Pinkney consultant physician with specialist interest in obesity. Need him to do some stuff for the site and it makes me start thinking what can we do to support people for whom surgery is not an option. Hmmmmmmm. Go to see Paul Johnson local GP who I have known for too many years.Social chit chat with business edge. Business cards for the site arrived another 1000. That will be 2000 given out. Go to the gym walk a mile, feel top see Mary Bowman a woman I worked with years ago. go home post some papers to Jen for admin support. Go to The ship and Mitre the web site is out odf date but the beer is tops. Met Mickey, George, and terry three geezers all nurses from the JMU the other university. Had a good talk, Terry is a writer on the quiet and is interested in writing this up, the experience of bariatric surgery I mean. Had a few pints watched them eat chips had a few 3 in fact and didn't lose control. Walked up the hill to Lime Street and got a cab. Got home to the strange news that my mother hadnt had the test and had been discharged. Too late to ring by the time I got in.
Look back with no anger
Looking back bit of a theme for the week. Since the time away I seem to have done a lot or reflection and its working out well. I am developing a real sense of inner calm and being happy with myself. Looking back on the week now is hard a lot has happened so I made some notes. Bought some new threads check them out here. I personally thought the tie shirt comb was a non-starter but was overuled by the style police. Went to work on Thursday good stuff natter with Kim and Andrew financial manager types. Cool dudes. Ali P's leaving doo. Meeting with Val my boss, sort out some stuff. Scoot off home to pick up butties to take into mum. Call in to fruit shop, ordered a basket for Jack and the gym staff, say thanks for helping me get below 20 stone. They are well pleased strikes me thanks are big for them. Off to see my mother and she is preparing for the transjugular liver biopsy read more tommorrow. Doc has said she can go home and await the results. Go home, got some admin help running the North West support group, talk to her on the phone, Jen is a top girl. Relax watch a head spinning episode of ER. No spoilers here the terrestial brethrern are a few weeks behind.
Thursday, May 22, 2003
A raft of new experiences(white water style)
Off to town for lunch which is scary in extremis. I wanted to give Jean and I a treat, end up here The other place Bistro located in the former Bechers Brook in the heart of the cultural quarter I am nervous but excited. Not the best with food and my mini belly. There is a light lunch menu which contains several options for both of us. None of which seem extremely right for me, I settle for the Chicken Satay salad, Jean for the Chicken Milanese Sandwhich. Mine arrives small mound of some of the most beautiful chicken with a peanutty toothsome sauce. Gustatory pleasures on a level which I thought would be unachivable post op. Jeans is boss too. I savour and enjoy every delicious mouthful. Good service 12.15 for two. Pre op I would have to have fries and bread and salad extras and still not felt full. This opens up new opportunities. Small microportioned bistros abound. I always avoided em for the very reason they seem so attractive. Head struggles with new possibilities of social eating. Just when it looks like it can get no better the waiter gives us a buy one get one free voucher for our next meal . He gets a better than average tip.
Pop into the Imagine office on Hope street, a housing and care provider I was a trustee there for a few years. See a couple of folk who nearly recognise me. Drive down into the city and Park in the NCP on Paradise Street, The exit into the street scares me, it is five years plus since I was able to go there because of my mobility impairment. It is busy, to me anyway. But I wander around like an openmouthed child, I keep bumping in to people the concept of pedestrian is strange, is there a book I can read. Find Harvey Malcolm my first goal. Strike up a rapport with the geezer, he is a tailor, not camp but older than me jobbing tailor. I explain the history he assess the case makes the diagnosis and whisks me off to choose - er choose whats that about. In to Jacket department, there is a very nice blue job wich is a good tight fit, hell my weight is only going one way. Eighty quid yes please. 3 work shirts, two casuals a tie a belt down 170 suits me sir. The shirt tie combo seems a little girlie but Jean assures me I'll be OK. Glad she is there.Need to buy Ally a present, and Me and Jean. Confession time now for the last 15 years I have never worn a watch and developed a time doesnt govern me approach. It was coz I couldn't get a timepiece that would suit the expanded limbs. With the recent 15th anniversary designatedas the watch anniversary I take the plunge and go on a hunt. We take coffee in Clayton square which I aint seen before. Wander a bit I go into tesco metro alone which I end up abandoning my trolley in due to close proximity of too many folk and insufficient space. Nearly have a panic attack but avoid and regroup outside.Jean has by now caught up with Me. Its raining but I am glad to be alive. Purveyors of fine watches seem to fall into categories, extremely cheap or extremely dear. I am looking for a 30 pound an item budget. Argos says Jean, Argos says Ken poxy distributor of brown boxed items? I appreciate my intelligence may be somewhat out of date. Lo and behold we find the necessarys and purchase three fine time pieces. The strap fits comfortably in the third hole that will do me.
Away home and Ally is pleased with hers. Bum about on the PC, before a delicious cold chicken and meat collation with a bit of xheese thrown in. Visited by Colin Jeans brother with whom we will holiday in August. Phone call from sister with news of mother basically none but she is upset and uncertain what tests they are doing. Sister Mary is upset that the nurses on the ward don't know I tell her not to worry I will pick this up tomorrow.
A walk in the rain for 35 minutes I feel good new places I aint never seen on foot, roads are scary though. Back home and phone call to Jane, Jane is from South Africa living here for 10 years, she had a Duodenal switch, read about it here explains it well. She was the first real person I came across in the UK DS community - I think she was it. our site is developing a membership of pre and post op switchers. Se is a woman I feel a great respect for and I am thrilled when she accepts a position as moderator on our soon to be created DS forum. Top stuff warm glow another good day, watch some football I dont understand and then go to sleep.
Thanks to Kim for medication and spell checking suggestions.
Pop into the Imagine office on Hope street, a housing and care provider I was a trustee there for a few years. See a couple of folk who nearly recognise me. Drive down into the city and Park in the NCP on Paradise Street, The exit into the street scares me, it is five years plus since I was able to go there because of my mobility impairment. It is busy, to me anyway. But I wander around like an openmouthed child, I keep bumping in to people the concept of pedestrian is strange, is there a book I can read. Find Harvey Malcolm my first goal. Strike up a rapport with the geezer, he is a tailor, not camp but older than me jobbing tailor. I explain the history he assess the case makes the diagnosis and whisks me off to choose - er choose whats that about. In to Jacket department, there is a very nice blue job wich is a good tight fit, hell my weight is only going one way. Eighty quid yes please. 3 work shirts, two casuals a tie a belt down 170 suits me sir. The shirt tie combo seems a little girlie but Jean assures me I'll be OK. Glad she is there.Need to buy Ally a present, and Me and Jean. Confession time now for the last 15 years I have never worn a watch and developed a time doesnt govern me approach. It was coz I couldn't get a timepiece that would suit the expanded limbs. With the recent 15th anniversary designatedas the watch anniversary I take the plunge and go on a hunt. We take coffee in Clayton square which I aint seen before. Wander a bit I go into tesco metro alone which I end up abandoning my trolley in due to close proximity of too many folk and insufficient space. Nearly have a panic attack but avoid and regroup outside.Jean has by now caught up with Me. Its raining but I am glad to be alive. Purveyors of fine watches seem to fall into categories, extremely cheap or extremely dear. I am looking for a 30 pound an item budget. Argos says Jean, Argos says Ken poxy distributor of brown boxed items? I appreciate my intelligence may be somewhat out of date. Lo and behold we find the necessarys and purchase three fine time pieces. The strap fits comfortably in the third hole that will do me.
Away home and Ally is pleased with hers. Bum about on the PC, before a delicious cold chicken and meat collation with a bit of xheese thrown in. Visited by Colin Jeans brother with whom we will holiday in August. Phone call from sister with news of mother basically none but she is upset and uncertain what tests they are doing. Sister Mary is upset that the nurses on the ward don't know I tell her not to worry I will pick this up tomorrow.
A walk in the rain for 35 minutes I feel good new places I aint never seen on foot, roads are scary though. Back home and phone call to Jane, Jane is from South Africa living here for 10 years, she had a Duodenal switch, read about it here explains it well. She was the first real person I came across in the UK DS community - I think she was it. our site is developing a membership of pre and post op switchers. Se is a woman I feel a great respect for and I am thrilled when she accepts a position as moderator on our soon to be created DS forum. Top stuff warm glow another good day, watch some football I dont understand and then go to sleep.
Thanks to Kim for medication and spell checking suggestions.
Wednesday, May 21, 2003
Wednesday - Bloody computers
Relax , whivh means big to do list. Shopping for work gear this pm,luch out I guess. Talk to Bob Informatics boss sound geezer, talk about work but lapse into our views on politics. Good geezer, wouldn't work too close too him though, he is too much like me. Glad he doesn't read these pages. The website went down for an hour last night and weird things happen again. The main desktop here is grinding under the strain of the industrial class punishment it is taking. Keeps freezing aint got time mony or inclination build a new one.
Tuesday
Rearranged the week - should be off but the search for robust information and the dependency on me to provide mean otherwise. Work today off wednesday in thursday off friday. I see myself as the light infantry of the informatics world and flexibility is key. Spend a frustrating morning not getting far but tell a lot of people I have broken the twenty stone barrier. Go for lunch at the Greenbank which is good. Mousaaka, which I had never eaten before, Kim and I put several aspects of the world to rights and I return to the matchworks refreshed. Arrive home and see the girls poached salmon and cauliflower cheese for tea. A small chill out then off to see Mother in the Royal.
Where is she up:- difficult question
Liver biopsy - by jugular approach, Friday, drainage of ascites, sometimes right leg still swollen , daily blood tests, more scan activity. Basically not much further on. She looks better and not as tired. Worried about dog and getting stuck in hospital. All the patients that she had become friendly with have now moved on or home. Some sick looking geezers in there at the minute.Confidentiality prevents discussion here.
The thought of impending guilt about not visiting Nanny Banks looms but dissapears thankfully quickly. Speak to sister have a bit of an online meeting with Nell and Teen from wlsinfo. The weekend away has impacted on us all emotionally.Helping Nell to set up a blog which reminds me - Gail Campbell oh super girl o SLPCT email us summaries of any communications for Sandra B and I'll post them up in the appropriate place.
Where is she up:- difficult question
Liver biopsy - by jugular approach, Friday, drainage of ascites, sometimes right leg still swollen , daily blood tests, more scan activity. Basically not much further on. She looks better and not as tired. Worried about dog and getting stuck in hospital. All the patients that she had become friendly with have now moved on or home. Some sick looking geezers in there at the minute.Confidentiality prevents discussion here.
The thought of impending guilt about not visiting Nanny Banks looms but dissapears thankfully quickly. Speak to sister have a bit of an online meeting with Nell and Teen from wlsinfo. The weekend away has impacted on us all emotionally.Helping Nell to set up a blog which reminds me - Gail Campbell oh super girl o SLPCT email us summaries of any communications for Sandra B and I'll post them up in the appropriate place.
Tuesday, May 20, 2003
Manic Monday (not)
Start the day with a visit to the matchworks before bombing up the M57 to Aintree hospital. Need to see the Occ Health Physician. Doc Hibbert is he off the simpsons? Top geezer. Knows what a Roux en Y is - incredible listens to me, asks me what I think? Is he a doc, Interested in mental health aspects of life, my perspective as a manager, and me as person. He clearly cannot be allowed to continue I feel sure he will be dissapeared. He seems to me to be what improving working lives is all about. Read the blurb here. It was something that happened when I was off and seems long on talk short on action. To be fair my old mate Elaine B top geezer in HR did a sound talk about it last week. I realise that my skills as a manager managing sick peoples return to work need updating. The doc thinks it is way to soon to consider me bipolar but suggests my return to work should be more phased - cool by me. Pop in to Westmoreland a GP practice in the grounds of Aintree where the District Nurse project I used to work on was born See I am famous people are astounded by my appearance.
Then over, in my own time to see a patient on the Sefton suite who had the same op as me on Wednesday. She lives on the Isle of Man and Feels a bit alone. She aint got the internet and I tell her she can write to me.
Back to matchworks grab a bite of lunch purchased from Aintree Hospitals canteen, lunch talking to Olive deeply sound character and Michelle who grew up in South Africa during the changes, she hadn't that Walter Sisulu had died. The British press coverage was poor. Popped into the Clinical Governance meeting run by Maurice. Top Geezer.
Off to Rathbone and begin to understand the mysteries of Delphi.
Then Off to the gym and guess what i have broken the twenty stone barrier. thats 14 stone off. Wow and thanks to all.
Then over, in my own time to see a patient on the Sefton suite who had the same op as me on Wednesday. She lives on the Isle of Man and Feels a bit alone. She aint got the internet and I tell her she can write to me.
Back to matchworks grab a bite of lunch purchased from Aintree Hospitals canteen, lunch talking to Olive deeply sound character and Michelle who grew up in South Africa during the changes, she hadn't that Walter Sisulu had died. The British press coverage was poor. Popped into the Clinical Governance meeting run by Maurice. Top Geezer.
Off to Rathbone and begin to understand the mysteries of Delphi.
Then Off to the gym and guess what i have broken the twenty stone barrier. thats 14 stone off. Wow and thanks to all.
Sundays report
Sun didn't last long the hotel was sat in the grounds of a park which is locked so meander around the streets of Mansfield. Back to the hotel and meet the cook. Explain to her about WLS and my breakfast needs. Back to the room Bob Marley and bath. Downstairs walk round the park with Nell, breakfast and back to work. Jenny and Colin the partners are great. Productive mornin and get sorted. Bye to Mick, drop nell at Nottingham and find station for emotional goodbye. Find M1 and head up lunch at services. Encounter deeply bad weather on the way home torrential rain. Drop Teen in bury, talk her husband and daughter who makes me laff so much it moves me. I get quite emotional on the way home when I realise I may be around to see her and everyone else get older coz of the op. Stop the car weep for joy and drive on. Arrive home, pleased to see the girls and chill watch 24, top telly at the moment. Contemplate two new bits of the blog, whats on our telly, and what I am listening to in the car.
Sunday, May 18, 2003
Saturday, old friends new bodies
Off to Bury pick up Teen, M60,62,1,to Mansfield meet Nell at the station. Then tried to find the hotel from the station, compounded by the fact that there are two stations in Mansfield Get to the hotel and meet Mick. Book in to this quaint georgian place with a nice garden, Bit Fawly towers with a very camp maitre d. Then off to find our venue. For the day Run by Colin and Jenny a pair of cool dudes and fat friendly to boot. The surgery doors are open all weekend and people can come in and get free fruit. Really productive day and get to know people really well. Back to the hotel and then a drink, carvery and bloody good laff. Watch the cup final Pleased for the only gooner I know. Going for a walk in the sun now while it lasts and before brekkie.
Later mebbe
Later mebbe
Saturday, May 17, 2003
Friday wake up late and pushing everything back
The new me doesn't oversleep. Me and Jean have discussed whether or not I had undiagnosed sleep apnoea before the op. Since my full recovery I like to be up with the lark and enjoying the day. When we wake up late it is not good. Wander into work late. Fortunateley my current workload affords flexibility, and the project I am working on with my finance buddy Kim means my planned half day can be fairly flexible. Arrive at the matchworks via tesco and talk to a few people. Tescos irritates me as someone hoping to graduate from bluebadge ownership the attitude of the general public (and supermarket management) to accessible parking irritates the life out of me. (Disabled parking and orange badge are so out as terms). One thing I have learnt is not to make judgements. People with mobility impairments and other blue badge holders can look remarkably OK. They can for instance be transporting someone else. In theory porsche 911's are available under the Motability scheme but I am yet to see one. The spaces are wide and it is wet. People dont want their heavy Guardians getting wet, so lets cut them a bit of slack and not get annoyed when they park across two accessible spaces. Its better for me at the minute but at my worst 10metres without stopping was my limit. Gits, I saw a badge today in Tesco it said "You have my space, do you want my disability?" I might buy some for distribution. Just think on and look.
Great day at work we sort out the network our multithousand pound system has crashed on four desks, one of which is mine (not good), its been pooh all week the irrepressible George replaces a 15quid box and its peachy. Me and kim work well together and eventually make heaps of progress. Moves are afoot in the Matchworks I am moving over to the West wing. Just when I got comfy in the east. Good lunch kept down. Olive our deep housekeep is again a constant souce of surprise and amazement. More system games in the afternoon and Kim and I are caught chuckling out loud. I feel certain there will be complaints. Off home at just after 4 and relax, fish for tea, out to mother in laws mess with computers and watch Jonty Ross and Jools Holland, Have I got news for you makes me wet. Some very un PC gags about the obese, which appeal to the dark side of my comic stance in a league of gentlemen way. Paul Merton is hypomanic but makes me laff.
Busy weekend WLSINFO moderators planning time in darkest Notts better go.
Great day at work we sort out the network our multithousand pound system has crashed on four desks, one of which is mine (not good), its been pooh all week the irrepressible George replaces a 15quid box and its peachy. Me and kim work well together and eventually make heaps of progress. Moves are afoot in the Matchworks I am moving over to the West wing. Just when I got comfy in the east. Good lunch kept down. Olive our deep housekeep is again a constant souce of surprise and amazement. More system games in the afternoon and Kim and I are caught chuckling out loud. I feel certain there will be complaints. Off home at just after 4 and relax, fish for tea, out to mother in laws mess with computers and watch Jonty Ross and Jools Holland, Have I got news for you makes me wet. Some very un PC gags about the obese, which appeal to the dark side of my comic stance in a league of gentlemen way. Paul Merton is hypomanic but makes me laff.
Busy weekend WLSINFO moderators planning time in darkest Notts better go.
Friday, May 16, 2003
Thursday more whirling, Tai chi with swords
Started off well, good interview, cabinet taking another bashing on today, Naughtie v John Reid I believe most enjoyable. Met Ann Molton queen of chiropody in the Matchworks, she was interviewing, Ann and I met in maghull and worked well together. She was overwhelmed by my appearance. Up to the desk and down to business. Informal chat with Andy a GP chair of the PEC (Professional Executive Committee). Then met Kim a new accountant type dude who sits next to me, talk about hidden depth what a star, we got on real good. Had a meeting in Starbucks over the road, or matchworks 2 as I prefer to call it.
Off to the Royal to see Mother and then Doctor at 12. No news basically the jury is still out. Liver function Tests still goosed and ECG not right. They dont know but they are continuing to dig, she missed the liver biopsy due to a communication cock up, but a complicated organism like the Royal must have them all the time. Fairly relaxed about that looks like it will be a week. Cool doc very good manner and open approach, told mum who was cheesed off they keep in her in. Went to the Glaxo centre for the disabled workers networker thing, not sure what it was about and I am part of it. Bit patronising in parts, but us disabled folk have well patted heads (not). Steve Marsh worth amention at this point, geezer who advises (not patronises) top bloke, organising Laurence Clarks read his work here stag night. Doubt I'll be going as it is in Amsterdam.
Call in at Bridge chapel on the way back to the matchworks as I am a great supporter of "events" I organise a lot and it is pooh if noone turns up. There is Tai chi with swords, I nearly get skewered, new deal, hope uni, library Kieran unison, chd and some other bits. The CHD had a stall with 5lb of fat on it. What a cool thing. I want some.It was a plastic model but very interesting. Congrats about the support group keep coming in what a good meeting.
Back to the matchworks and sort a few basics for people. Good feeling.
off home arrive early, nice tea with weird veg, chill a bit phonecalls then off to hospital. Jean drops me there, see mum then go out on the razzz. Taxi into town, then meet the curry club confidentiality and common decency prevents me discussing the details but a couple of pints (nearly I couldn't finish em) a glass of red two paapadums , a piece of chicken tikka good laffs and a few hours later I arrive home.
Off to the Royal to see Mother and then Doctor at 12. No news basically the jury is still out. Liver function Tests still goosed and ECG not right. They dont know but they are continuing to dig, she missed the liver biopsy due to a communication cock up, but a complicated organism like the Royal must have them all the time. Fairly relaxed about that looks like it will be a week. Cool doc very good manner and open approach, told mum who was cheesed off they keep in her in. Went to the Glaxo centre for the disabled workers networker thing, not sure what it was about and I am part of it. Bit patronising in parts, but us disabled folk have well patted heads (not). Steve Marsh worth amention at this point, geezer who advises (not patronises) top bloke, organising Laurence Clarks read his work here stag night. Doubt I'll be going as it is in Amsterdam.
Call in at Bridge chapel on the way back to the matchworks as I am a great supporter of "events" I organise a lot and it is pooh if noone turns up. There is Tai chi with swords, I nearly get skewered, new deal, hope uni, library Kieran unison, chd and some other bits. The CHD had a stall with 5lb of fat on it. What a cool thing. I want some.It was a plastic model but very interesting. Congrats about the support group keep coming in what a good meeting.
Back to the matchworks and sort a few basics for people. Good feeling.
off home arrive early, nice tea with weird veg, chill a bit phonecalls then off to hospital. Jean drops me there, see mum then go out on the razzz. Taxi into town, then meet the curry club confidentiality and common decency prevents me discussing the details but a couple of pints (nearly I couldn't finish em) a glass of red two paapadums , a piece of chicken tikka good laffs and a few hours later I arrive home.
Thursday, May 15, 2003
Wednesday was a whirl
Heard an interview with Humphries and Jack Straw on today. He gives good value that Humphries geezer, what about these weapons of mass destruction then. Straw wriggled, spin aint no good here. I even found myself laughing with Chris Patten (now that is scary). Sorry for the politics creeping in - a sure sign I am returning to an even keel. A meeting about training first thing. Then for a briefing with the boss about what I need to do. Think it might do me good to have few quck wins. Gawd knows there is plenty to do. Andreas last day, didnt work with her much but by the frost helluva of a star person. Felt relaxed about her first time we met. Will be missed by me. Need someone in the PA role otherwise I will just wander amidst the world.
Went to Maghull saw loads of the old gang and plenty of the new buzzing off the positive vibe. Called at Rathbone on the wayback trying to unravel the mysteries of Delphi, I system I was involved in the procurement of a 100 years ago. It is a funny old beast, no one one likes it much but everyone says it belongs to them. It is a system which provides Human resource information and feeds the payroll. So they both claim it - wrong. IT used to claim it was theirs coz it runs on the "boxes" - wrong they might own my box they dont own information. Finance want a slice coz out of the bottom drops useful info - Hmmmm. I think they are all wrong it was bought as designed as a MANAGEMENT INFORMATION SYSTEM it works best when owned locally and used as such. I just need to persuade them (and everyone else now).
In my view all the others are stakeholders who get their bit as a benefit when all the other stuff drops out the bottom. When will people realise that some geezer designed these things to a job and understand they will deliver best when asked to do the job they were desned for. Have you tried mowing the lawn with a vacuum cleaner, or hoovering the carpet with a lawnmower. It is a goodjob nobody reads this.
Went to Rathbone met the King and Queen of Delphi who with the appropriate paperwork and careful handling and good relationships nurtured over years gave me all I wanted and more (bit of a lesson there). Got young George to install the goods on two machines in the matchworks and tomorrow project South PCT/Delphi begins. Take Kim the budget woman off to starbucks in the morning for a meeting. Finance people need nurturing too. Who knows a cool mill might slip into my budget line ( a big joke)
Got home off my half day at 4pm bit tired. Small snoozette and face the world.
Support group preparation, got there in the end, resounding success 31 people turned up. Room too small, humbled by the whole thing, angered by the lack of support for the obese and pleased to see something happened.
mum never had the biopsy, don't really why going to see the registrar at 12 noon, not looking forward to that.
Went to Maghull saw loads of the old gang and plenty of the new buzzing off the positive vibe. Called at Rathbone on the wayback trying to unravel the mysteries of Delphi, I system I was involved in the procurement of a 100 years ago. It is a funny old beast, no one one likes it much but everyone says it belongs to them. It is a system which provides Human resource information and feeds the payroll. So they both claim it - wrong. IT used to claim it was theirs coz it runs on the "boxes" - wrong they might own my box they dont own information. Finance want a slice coz out of the bottom drops useful info - Hmmmm. I think they are all wrong it was bought as designed as a MANAGEMENT INFORMATION SYSTEM it works best when owned locally and used as such. I just need to persuade them (and everyone else now).
In my view all the others are stakeholders who get their bit as a benefit when all the other stuff drops out the bottom. When will people realise that some geezer designed these things to a job and understand they will deliver best when asked to do the job they were desned for. Have you tried mowing the lawn with a vacuum cleaner, or hoovering the carpet with a lawnmower. It is a goodjob nobody reads this.
Went to Rathbone met the King and Queen of Delphi who with the appropriate paperwork and careful handling and good relationships nurtured over years gave me all I wanted and more (bit of a lesson there). Got young George to install the goods on two machines in the matchworks and tomorrow project South PCT/Delphi begins. Take Kim the budget woman off to starbucks in the morning for a meeting. Finance people need nurturing too. Who knows a cool mill might slip into my budget line ( a big joke)
Got home off my half day at 4pm bit tired. Small snoozette and face the world.
Support group preparation, got there in the end, resounding success 31 people turned up. Room too small, humbled by the whole thing, angered by the lack of support for the obese and pleased to see something happened.
mum never had the biopsy, don't really why going to see the registrar at 12 noon, not looking forward to that.
Wednesday, May 14, 2003
Tuesday, mixed messages from the Royal
Messing about on the computer and Nanna rings. They havent done it coz its too high. Oh right, presumably she means her liver biopsy but what being high is another guess. Dawdle about doing housework on the computer, spend half the morning on the phone to telewest and squeeze some money out of them by way of refund.In the meantime contacted by a woman called Rebecca from the site who wants to help with admin taks. This could be a godsend Go the gym and have an immensely satisfying workout, see my ex-boss Bernie who is somewhat surprised by my appearance. .Back in and a delicious nutritious meal of high protein salmon and cauliflower cheese. I enjoyed it. Off to the Royal for further intrigue. Stopped at Owens restaurant on the way where Sam and Veronica are having a birthday meal with some other team members. At first glance looks like I could eat there - mental note made. Somerfield for scratchcards and inadequate provisions for mum. Arrive at the Royal where Ally and I have a race to get there first?? Confusion reigns there mum says two doctors said something was too high?? gall bladder. And she is having another op tomorrow. Nurses say it was routinely cancelled. The mess that is her notes is examined, though how they find anything surprises me in that sheaf of disorganised rubbish. Nothing there mum must be confused, no she is annoyed that they think she is confused. Slight difference. Get home and try to figure it out Mums next door neighbour, who is a retired nurse was present. Find her through the miracle of the internet and ring her. Mum was right her gall bladder has moved they want to do the biopsy under xray control, on wednesday, Nanna 1 nurses 0. Back home tell everyone what is going on and try to relax. Internet connection breaks, 6 minutes waiting to report it. Watch a bit of telly and chiil. Work today. House waking up better motor - traffic whats that.
Tuesday, May 13, 2003
2 megabytes
Upgraded my internet connection to 2 megs it celebrated by breaking several times funny old world. Good early start and plenty done. More details tomorrow.
Monday, litter, grandmothers and mothers.
The internet - great when it work sucks when it dont. Did a great post to the blog this morning posted it then plop crash lost forever. Where has it gone, packets flying round in cyberspace forever.
Yesterday had a good start, some books arrived the magic pill - a mental health companion for the gastric bypass patient. I read it straight off. Tinkered in cyberspace then off to Nanny Banks'. Met the street sweeper for my nans road going about his work. Bill Bryson once described Liverpool as the litter capital of the world then Nanny Banks drive is the Mayfair or Park Lane. It is possible to cross the street without seeing paving stones. Underneath the litter lies the doog pooh problem much reported in these pages already. Quite a hum in the summer. She was booked in for a chair aseessmet with the OT at the Liverpool Centre for disabled living. He was a top man, Phil he also supplied the big boys chair when I had my op settled on a electric riser recliner aftermuch tooing and froing. Looked like the Rolls royce of chairland to me. Got a good deal with a halfprice trial for the first month returned no questions asked. It costs 855 ukp to buy is that VAT inc I ask No says Nanny it is exempt. Fair doo's sharp cookie she was right. Felt guitly about taking her home so off to Mcdonalds for some accessible nan friendly food. I had an ice cream she had a mcchicken sandwich and Jean a yoghurt and a drink. I appreciated Jeans skills in getting Nanny and her equipment in and out of the car. Back home for Nanny to see Auntie Betty, my mums asthmatic younger sister, off to convalesce at Colwyn Bay this weekend.
Back home for us Ally sat on doorstep forgot her keys, quick nap for em then off to see me mum. Took Ally in Sister mary and her husband John there. Mum needs a liverbiopsy, asked why and the nurse said make an appointment to see her consultant Dr Smart. Fair enuff. Went to winwick for a pint with Gordon, Mickey and Adair.
Yesterday had a good start, some books arrived the magic pill - a mental health companion for the gastric bypass patient. I read it straight off. Tinkered in cyberspace then off to Nanny Banks'. Met the street sweeper for my nans road going about his work. Bill Bryson once described Liverpool as the litter capital of the world then Nanny Banks drive is the Mayfair or Park Lane. It is possible to cross the street without seeing paving stones. Underneath the litter lies the doog pooh problem much reported in these pages already. Quite a hum in the summer. She was booked in for a chair aseessmet with the OT at the Liverpool Centre for disabled living. He was a top man, Phil he also supplied the big boys chair when I had my op settled on a electric riser recliner aftermuch tooing and froing. Looked like the Rolls royce of chairland to me. Got a good deal with a halfprice trial for the first month returned no questions asked. It costs 855 ukp to buy is that VAT inc I ask No says Nanny it is exempt. Fair doo's sharp cookie she was right. Felt guitly about taking her home so off to Mcdonalds for some accessible nan friendly food. I had an ice cream she had a mcchicken sandwich and Jean a yoghurt and a drink. I appreciated Jeans skills in getting Nanny and her equipment in and out of the car. Back home for Nanny to see Auntie Betty, my mums asthmatic younger sister, off to convalesce at Colwyn Bay this weekend.
Back home for us Ally sat on doorstep forgot her keys, quick nap for em then off to see me mum. Took Ally in Sister mary and her husband John there. Mum needs a liverbiopsy, asked why and the nurse said make an appointment to see her consultant Dr Smart. Fair enuff. Went to winwick for a pint with Gordon, Mickey and Adair.
Sunday, May 11, 2003
Sunday sausage and mash
I think I miss sausages and bacon more than anything since the op.... but we cooked well today and we gave a great lunch. i had some chicken, cabbage and mash and followed up witha morsel of fruit and cheese. Off to see mother shortly got a busy week ahead and a lot to sort. Big job tomorrow is taking Nanny Banks for chair assessment at the independent living centre. Her mobility is getting so impaired even getting her out of the house is a big job. Her morning carer is the tops and I'll talk to her in tthe morning. Sister back from lakes this tonight so I am having a night off visiting tomorrow. Got this support group meeting coming up on Wednesday night and a couple of days at work to throw in. Need to see GP and negotiate a visit to Glaxo for disabled workers network and Bridge chapel for some gig to celebrate Adult learners week. Going to Maghull where I used to workso they can see how much weight I have lost. Busy time.
Saturday, May 10, 2003
Saturday, web work visit, shop gym, visit.
A sleeping house big mug of tea and a warm PC. Thats me sorted. Double hospital visiting and a bit of a workout today. Got guests for dinner tomorrow so need a sausage treat for that. Maybe off to Sainsburys later.
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