I got in trouble today at the Old peoples' home where I am staying. I guess it was only a matter of time...Trouble was that my son came to visit and had the temerity to eat a slice of toast in the dining room. If they knew that he drank tea and coffee in the villa using "their" milk or used "their" electricity to watch TV then I would be hung drawn and quartered haha... All they think about it the dollar here. I am not even left with enough money after the rent to get my prescriptions.
On a happier note... I went to the eye clinic at greenlane today and found (as I knew and tried to tell them) that there was nothing wrong with my sight anymore. I can read now without glasses and only have trouble in really low light situations (like st matthews on sunday night when the humungous church was only lit by half a dozen candles...). Anyway it seems that the brain surgery hasn't left any lasting damage. Amazing given that Lance Armstrong famously said "if they fuck with your brain you are never the same!). I am just 6 months older and wiser as to what I will permit the medical profession do to me..ie: preferably nothing else any more ever.
cheers
Janet
FormerMember
Hi Janet, I was so impressed with your blog I just had to leave you a reply. I'm so glad for you that u have access to a computer and am pleased that you manage to have a voice to express your feelings. I know for a fact that some other dear folk in your nursing home will not have this opportunity, some I guess sit there in silence, with no family vistors to keep an eye on them. They are the ones that I worry about. My dear Janet, I hope you keep blogging and I look forward to reading more from you.
Please don't go hungry and ask for more toast!! In fact, ask for a poached egg on it too!
