get an appointment for today. It's almost as bad as getting to see your
GP these days. :(
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FN 2-|25+. Mungo Brandybuck of Buckland..
flyingnun@roseofwhite.plus.com
On 18/8/25 12:51 pm, Flyi+g -u+ 2#25+ wrote:
Bob Henson wrote:
On 12/8/25 11:35 am, Flyi+g -u+ 2#25+ wrote:
Peter Hawkins wrote:
On 10/08/2025 12:21, Flyi+g -u+ 2#25+ wrote:
Peter Hawkins wrote:It's great to hear from you again.
I may have missed messages, but I haven't seen anything from him >>>>>>> for a while.
I hope he is OK.
Have I missed something?
No!! Tha's missed nowt Peter, it's just the vagaries of RL
interfering with my playtime. Of course the increased onset of
laziness in ever growing proportions has also contributed. I
hope all those concerned will be reassured and are keeping well
themselves. Just an aside, but both Mollie and 1-eyed Marvin
seem fine too, but Marvin's visits are decreasing a little, 2
or 3 visits each week nowadays.
I agree that RL can make a big difference.
As can that genetically inherited conditon of 'Bone idleness'. I
think it's defined as poor mental health these days. Apparently
the majority of folk suffer from it.
I think the main problem we have (I certainly do, anyway) is AAADD -
Age activated attention Deficit Disorder. A summary goes a tad like
this :-
I decide to water my flower tubs in the front garden.
As I go to turn on the hose I look over at my car and decide it
needs washing.
I go to get the car keys from the porch and then notice the post on
the porch table.
I decide to go through the post before I wash the car.
I put my car keys on the table, put the junk mail in the bin under
the table, and notice that the bin is full.
So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the
rubbish first.
But then I think, I can run down to the post-box when I take out the
rubbish, I may as well pay the bills first.
I take my cheque book off the table, and see that there is only 1
cheque left.
My other cheque book is in the computer desk, so I go inside the
house to my desk where I find the can of Coke I'd been drinking.
I'm going to look for my other cheque book, but first I need to push
the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over.
The Coke is getting warm so I decide to put it in the fridge to keep
it cold.
As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the
window ledge catches my eye--they need water.
I put the Coke on the window ledge and discover my reading glasses
that I've been searching for all morning.
I decide I'd better put them back on my computer desk, but first I'm
going to water the flowers.
I put the glasses back down on the window ledge, fill a container
with water and suddenly spot the TV remote. I must have have left
it on the kitchen table.
I realise that tonight when I go to watch TV, I'll be looking for
the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so
I decide to put it back in the living room where it belongs, but
first I'll water the flowers.
I pour some water in the flowers, but some spills on the floor.
So, I put the remote back on the table, get a towel and wipe up the
spill.
Then I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to
do.
At the end of the day:
The flower tubs aren't watered;
The car isn't washed;
The bills aren't paid;
There is a warm can of Coke sitting on the window ledge;
The flowers in the vase don't have enough water;
There is still only 1 cheque in my cheque book;
I can't find the remote;
I can't find my glasses;
I have absolutely NO idea what I did with the car keys.
Then, when I try to work out why nothing got done today, I'm really
baffled because I know I was busy all damn day, and I'm really
tired. If you find this familiar, I may have mentioned it before -
but I
just can't remember who I've told about it. So tell everyone you
see - that should cover it.
I thought that was merely reality Bob.
Similar. Reality is just an illusion brought on by alcohol deficiency,
they tell me. :-)
But there other rather stresfull things going on too.
Eldest in Oz ,now 55, had a scheduled hip replacement on
Tuesday 5th August. He was let to home on Saturday 9th August. On
Wednesday 13th, after 1 hour 45 minutes emergency treatment by
paramedics at home he was rushed back into ED, diagnosed with
'compartment syndrome' : something I'd never heard of before, but
apparently it can have very serious outcomes. It's something that
happens often after severe trauma sustained in, car crashes with
crush injuries and often following traumatic surgery. After several
blood transfusions and an emergency surgical procedure on the
muscles etc around the original wound site he remained there until
around now. Just had a text to say he's just arrived home.
Very unpleasant. He should be fine now he's had the fasciotomy, but
it's very worrying all the same.
Youngest grand-daughter (19 in December) is recovering from
surgery for endometreosis and now has massive bowel adhesions to be
checked again on Wednesday.
SWMBO knows all about endometriosis and how unpleasant it is. She had problems for many years, so sympathy all round for granddaughter!
Mollie is showing possible early onset dementia symptoms and
also seems to have damaged her hip region which has impaired her
ability to jump on and off low items like chairs, sofas and beds and
negotiating the stairs. She has an appointment to see the vet
tomorrow. Couldn't get an appointment for today. It's almost as
bad as getting to see your GP these days. :(
We didn't have much of a problem getting a vet when Cookie (our
psychopathic but much beloved tortoiseshell cat) needed one as there
are quite a few round here, but I remember the size of the bills. Granddaughter 3 now has a horse, and the costs seem to go up in
proportion to weight. That's not the worry though - they are all
family members and just as much of a concern as the people
themselves. Well, they are here, anyway.
When life had decided to drop it on you from a great height - doesn't
it do it on a grand scale and with amazing accuracy! Hopefully, that
will be the lot for you. We had a patch where we lost three youngish relatives to cancer in just over a year, so my sympathy with others
and their problems went up exponentially after that and has stayed at
that level.
Regards,
Bob
She has an appointment to see the vet tomorrow. Couldn't
get an appointment for today. It's almost as bad as getting to see
your GP these days. :(
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Heard messages are sweet but those Unheard are sweeter.
FN 2|25+. Mungo Brandybuck of Buckland..
flyingnun@roseofwhite.plus.com
Oh dear FN, just caught up , hope everything has improved by now
Thanks for that Bob. It seems ages since I last visited UPS. Been a
bit of a harrowing time, but we're all muddling through it. Mark is now walking without his crutches and had been told that he can start driving again this week. No up to date news on Granddaughter yet and I'm hoping
DIL is doing OK, although she's been through the mill herself over the
last few years. One frightening note though. Mark reckoned that he
probably wouldn't be here now if he had moved away from the "public"
health system, but hasn't clarified any of that with details. I do know
he was in a very bad place for some days. Mollie seems to have settled
in here as landlady rather than tenant. ;)
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