Good day Bloggets. I hope you are all feeling better than
what I am?
Yesterday I was with some lovely people in the office. I
felt dreadful. As so badly wanted to do what I could to help, an yet so badly
didn’t want to pass on whatever I have. As the day progressed, I felt decidedly
worse then, the long one hour and fifteen minutes journey back home. I had to
make phone calls and honestly, I sounded like I was smoking forty cigarettes
per day. Today, well, I’m much worse. All night I coughed and coughed and it
really hurts. I have asthma just a little, but when I’m like this, it’s as
though someone is sitting on my chest forbidding me from breathing. My head is killing and my throat feels like I
am swallowing glass. I’m sneezing nonstop
too and my eyes are on fire. I look a butte.
So I had to take action today and head off to our chemist as
we have guests coming tonight for dinner. So a lot of preparation for their
visit just making sure everywhere is tidy. When you can’t see, there could be a
right mess next to you and unless you put out your hands to find whatever, you
wouldn’t know. I’m always finding cups lying around left by mainly a young lad
in our house, but on occasion, they have been left by an older lad…..
It was only when I headed out that it occurred to me. How on
earth am I going to instruct Waggatail where to go?
Oh my word. I sounded like a darlek. But worse as only every
six words I spoke, one of them could be herd. So it would be like this.
“Wagga **** *****? Find ***? Where’s *** ***r?
After I was crashed into a wheel bin, I made Waggs go back,
with hand gestures. We did it again, she went to the down kerb as we had to go
onto the road to avoid the bin and she found the kerb back again without me
having to tell her thankfully.
Weaving in and out of the buildings avoiding the awful steps
that you could if you misjudged or your dog misjudged, knock your block off. Thankfully
ones block was still in order as we arrived at the chemist.
Now, how to tell the lady what I wanted? And, how to stop
Wagga from doing her usual thing as we enter a building, stop her from eating
the carpet? With no voice.
Anyway, I made myself clear. Came away £15 lighter but as
the lady told me with pride.
“We don’t charge for our carrier bags.”
It was a nice walk back kind of blew the cobwebs off a
little though it did start to rain. But the wind coold me down, I had such a temperature.
Our neighbour in the
street with the parrots, well one now as he got rid of the other two, sold
them. He was feeding a seagull. It was a baby and couldn’t fly. I hope it will
be OK? Though I’m not a fan of seagulls. They are flying rats.
Talking of seagulls, have you seen the price of Christmas
turkeys?
Okay, believe me, there is a connection….. Isn’t there? The most
expensive turkey I saw online in our grocery shop the other day was £140. My
Son asked his Dad how those kinds were so deer. Hub answered because it is what
they have been fed. I then said must be caviar? Even if that were the case,
that price is shocking. As for geese, my
brother in law sadly shoots them and sells them on I’m not sure how much for
but the butcher buys them and they are around £50 plus. For some people that is
a week’s shopping….
I guess you can make a lot with them though, when we buy a
turkey, Hub does all the cooking of it. I refuse on principle. I cook meat for
the boys all year but won’t touch a poor turkey. Hub makes all sorts with it.
And the lads eat like kings for a few days.
My pumpkin soup I made wasn’t very nice. Not sure what I did
different this year.
I can’t believe its Friday again. Seven weeks today we lost
our beautiful Long Chops AKA Suki. Our Just giving page has reached
- Total raised£1,080.63
That is amazing and so very kind of those who have given to
the charity. To name a puppy after our Suki. Who I hope will grow to be a wonderful
pair of eyes for a blind person. If that puppy will be half as good as our LC,
she will be a champion. There isn’t a day goes by when we don’t think or talk
about her. Hub hasn’t been able to get out leisurely for those seven long
weeks. Little Wagga still misses her and has really changed. She is still ever
so slightly subdued.
My Husband is a boarder now for guide dogs in training. Do
you think that is something you could do? It’s basically bed and breakfast for the
guide dogs whilst they train during the day. It gets them used to being in a
homely environment rather than kennels. It’s better for the dog too as a home
is a happier place and I know Guide Dogs in our area are desperate for people
who can board these wonderful dogs. They would be about one years old, when
they come to you. The trainer would collect
them from you each day to train them and bring them back about tea time. If you
can help and you live in the UK, please call your local Guide Dog team?
OK that is my PR for the day, there is so much goes on in
the Guide Dog world that most people don’t know about. It’s not just about dogs.
Guide dogs are the root and growing from that wonderful oak tree are so many
different branches.
Talking of trees, there were so many leaves on the ground
today. Just a little wind today and whoosh. It was like walking through
cornflakes. Crunching all the way.
Did you hear the story last night or yesterday I should say,
about the little girl baby, with cancer? For the first time her genes were
changed and thanks to modern science, now she has no cancer at all in her
little body. Without this future treatment, the baby would have died. It’s
amazing. The only problem is why they have to call it. “Designer genes? That
terminology is just dreadful. The treatment hasn’t been approved yet but in my
opinion, saving that babies life, what more approval do we need? I mean, there
is the long term affect, who knows what the outcome will be? But if negative,
hopefully we will have moved on again by then and can fix whatever is wrong.
My Hub and I have this discussion. He says if we save
everyone what will happen to the world? Already there are too many people,
well, I say, let’s get rid of the bad and keep the good? Simple, right?
What’s in the news this week about Retinitis Pigmentosa?
Worms have been used to research for RP
The worms are a platform for testing. They were given the RP
Gene and now are being examined and will be used for experimenting on…. It’s
kind of a little sad that we are still working on worms as you know worms to
rats to rabbits to dogs to monkeys before humans. So a long way off still? I
think it’s because there is so much going on around the world so many tests
that we have reached humans with some of what is going on, other treatments we
are onto monkeys and poor dogs, then
something new comes up and the worms come out. As I always say, cut out the
poor animals and experiment on humans. Prisoners who are in jail for life. Those who sexually abuse children, who in my
opinion should never get out. We would have had a cure ten years ago. For not
only blindness but cancer and so on. Linking back to what I was saying about
saving the good and getting rid of the bad earlier.
OK its Friday so some fun?
A patient came to the hospital for a MRI he was put into the
machine by a beautiful young technician. When he came out, he was met by a much
older person. He turned to the lady and asked.
“Okay, how long was I in there for?
I was reading this true story today.
“My friend phoned me up horrified and said.
“I have a mouse in my kitchen. I’m totally grossed out.”
Oh no, what are you going to do about it?”
“I don’t know, but I’m never going to eat what I drop on the
floor again……
And finally a friend of mine also has my eye condition and
two nights ago she took from the freezer pork chops, but it was a big joint of
pork and she only knew when it defrosted. Last night she took beef and decided to
cook it on the top of the hob. After a long while she couldn’t smell anything
so went to her kitchen. She had put the wrong ring on….. Well, as I told her. I got my home shopping
the other day delivered. I thought I had made a mistake as they had delivered
three bottles of milk shake rather than two as I don’t like it. My son came in
from work. Laughed. Asked me. Mum, why have you got in the fridge three bottles
of bubble bath? Haha haha. Well I didn’t need the cold water for my bath that
night.
OK I hope my voice comes back for tonight? Before I go, a
final thought.
So what if I can’t spell Armageddon? It’s not the end of the
world!
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