THE SIGHTED JUST DON'T KNOW?

 Seems like ages since I spoke with you my dear Bloggets. As I sit here trying to hear what I’m typing through the roars of our dogs and toys getting flung everywhere, I await with bated breath for our canary to rev up!

So much going on at the mo. Jo, my friend is coming in a couple of weekends. It will be the last time I see her before she moves to the big smoke. I only hope that I will see her still when she moves? She promises yes, but it’s costly for train tickets from London to here and vice versa. I love her though and we have been close friends for some years, so hopefully we will see each other still when she moves?

 

I received a lovely phone call from my Brother and Sister in law on Sunday. Wow, blast from the past, my Sister in law has not changed. It seemed crazy how I felt. I can’t expect anyone to understand, but it was like being at home.

 

Kindly they offered a beautiful day for us, but sadly we are unable to attend. Though I hope we will be able to see them soon? And guess what? I have received a fantastic gift from them. I will tell you more soon.

 

But nothing will be better than knowing they are all OK and well. Over the years, I have thought about my brother every day and wondered what the family are up to?  Glad to know they are all doing well.

 

My poor Husband went to the hospital yesterday. Oh bless him. For years, six, he has been really ill with pains what we used to think were his eyes and of course the medics also believed that, as if you can’t see, your eyes get blamed for everything.

 

When I met him, he was on morphine for the pain. He oftern would have to be sent in an ambulance to hospital during the night with pain, so bad he couldn’t talk any sense. He didn’t know where he was. Slowly, he came off the morphine as the pains changed and became not quite so intense. But there starting to come back. Back on tablets, thankfully not the dreaded morphine and he decided to do research himself. He thought, was sure he had some condition that I can’t even pronounce let alone spell. He took his information to the GP, and she agreed. Saying absolutely that was what he had but would need to confirm at the hospital. More pills to pop and on his way. Weeks almost three months later, he received an appointment to go to our useless hospital.

He went yesterday and the specialist told him it wasn’t that. Well, how does he know? No tests were carried out other than a general test to see how his nerves reacted, even putting some device onto his cornea. He said that was so painful.

 

Well, he awaits more tests. Different tablets to take, but not until he receives another appointment to the hospital. I mean, when that will be? I don’t know.

 

I wish he would go private; I have no faith in the Doctors at the hospital here.  But he says no way we can afford it. Awful thing is, when I was ill he and my dear friends made it possible for me to get the help I needed and thank God I got it as the NHS hospital were going to carry out an operation that would for sure have changed my life forever in a very bad way.

 

So I feel guilty he can’t get help he needs and every night I lay awake hearing him grinding his teeth in so much pain, half in a sleep and because of the pain half awake. He wakes properly so many times too and it’s just awful when the medics tell him he will have to go to learn how to manage his pain? It makes me mad to think how much money is being spent on sending robots to space to see what is up there and we can’t help those on our planet.

 

I have been reading a lot about what is on the horizon for my eye condition. It does look promising, a cure, not sure, but some light for sure, I just hope one day soon, I will see enough to improve mine and Hubs life? To just make simple things easier. Like shopping for Christmas. Oh really, just bought our Son a gift for Christmas, I told him I got him something I was really disappointed with on line, bless him, he said it really didn’t matter as he would like it whatever it was. Good blooming job? The description for things on line are getting worse.

 

Then my brother told me about a great place on line to buy Hubs shirts for work. Oh it’s great, yes again not really a description of clothes, just a rough guide, but try to put them in the basket? Impossible and there isn’t an application for the IPhone, as aps for the IPhone seem to be better to manage than the old fashioned, but my preference the lap top.

 

Just things like shirts for example, today I got Hub a shirt out, we wanted to match it with one of his suits. He has a lot of blue shirts, I am mad perhaps, but I don’t like blue with black, so I said to Hub, are we sure this suit is black? He answered no, could be grey or navy. Oh heck, if it’s black, a white or pink shirt, I know he has both. Well, then to find those colour shirts? We did go through a stage when we thought white was the only way to go, but of late he has not been wearing a suit for work, but dress trousers and a dress shirt.  So he said that white shirt every day is really boring. So out came the pastels. Oh heck… Confused? Yep.

 

Such small things that really those with sight don’t even think about, wrapping Christmas gifts, firstly, what is in the boxes? There all square. Keeping the paper the right way so we don’t present white plain paper to people. We can’t write on the tags that they are for, so our friends get blank gifts. From whom? Well, let’s hope they remember they were from us and more importantly, let’s hope I haven’t given our friend John a lady shaver?

As for decorating the Christmas tree? Haha, I love doing that, well, love to start it off. Then because I’m so particular, I get stressed over if I have the colours wrong on that, this year I’m going to try to keep it simple and only put a few decorations on and only the colours I know. I have some orange toys and baubles. I will try to do that. Hmm. See how far I get?

 

OK, time for the housework I guess?

Shopping due too and have to pop out soon.

Later gators.