Saturday, 8 January 2011
Oh dear ...........
The washing machine has died. It stopped in the middle of a rinse cycle, so when I opened it, I had to be very careful not to flood the kitchen! So now it has all been wrung out & along with what had to be washed immediately is now dripping over the bath, outside between showers & in the currently empty greenhouse. The next load is going to my step-daughters later to be collected tomorrow.
This morning we had apple, grape & orange flavoured with star anise & vanilla, lemon curd & apple, pear & grape.
Look at all these jellies that the anorak has made this last week. Every time he saw fruit reduced he bought some. There's cranberry & apple, apple & grape, apple, orange & whatever was left of everything else!
All awaitung labels & being put into storage for later in the year & presents.
Saturday morning is traditionally brunch consisting of drop scones & home made preserves. It used to be Sundays until I had to start work working then.
This morning we had apple, grape & orange flavoured with star anise & vanilla, lemon curd & apple, pear & grape.
Look at all these jellies that the anorak has made this last week. Every time he saw fruit reduced he bought some. There's cranberry & apple, apple & grape, apple, orange & whatever was left of everything else!
All awaitung labels & being put into storage for later in the year & presents.Monday, 3 January 2011
Ohhhhhhh ................. tomorrows another birthday! I'll be 52 & part of me wonders how things could have been different if I'd chosen to follow a different path. But. I chose the path I'm on now & must make of it what I can. I have a loving husband & children, not to mention the animals! I'm actually very lucky. I read a new to me blog the other day & the thoughts on Simplicity seemed to make sense, certainly made me take the time to do a little thinking. Have a look. Coincidently Joy had first written her thoughts on the 4th January 2005, my 46th (?) birthday!
Just how lucky I am was brought home a few weeks back when the hospital rang to ask if I knew my DH had presented himself in ER with a suspected heart attack. No I had no idea. Silly man had felt unwell at work & driven himself there. Anyhow they told me he was being transferred by ambulance to Lancaster where he would stay until they knew what was happening. Now at this point I was actually feeling quite panicky but I knew I had to hold it together for our Joe's sake, so I chose to stay home & not go down to be with him as he is the worlds worst patient in hospital & I knew he would become more agitated if Joe & I were there. You make think that a strange decision when a loved one is potentially seriously ill but I know my husband. Had the nurse (whom I know as I work at the local hospital) suggested I go then I would have known it was very serious & gone. I rang Lancaster an hour later & they were waiting for a cardiologist, Friday evening isn't the best time to find available staff it seems. Long story short, he was discharged the next day with beta blockers & aspirin. He's since had an echocardiogram which showed up no problems & he sees the cardiologist again this coming week. We are sure it was stress that brought it on.
It was a huge shock for us both but I believe my darling anorak has realised that he needs to take time to relax more & not stress about what he can't change. Financially things are much worse than last year & how we'll manage remains to be seen but manage we will, with the love of our family & friends all around us.
Dillon meanwhile remains the centre of attention when he can. He, like most other dogs, loved the last snowfall.
Just how lucky I am was brought home a few weeks back when the hospital rang to ask if I knew my DH had presented himself in ER with a suspected heart attack. No I had no idea. Silly man had felt unwell at work & driven himself there. Anyhow they told me he was being transferred by ambulance to Lancaster where he would stay until they knew what was happening. Now at this point I was actually feeling quite panicky but I knew I had to hold it together for our Joe's sake, so I chose to stay home & not go down to be with him as he is the worlds worst patient in hospital & I knew he would become more agitated if Joe & I were there. You make think that a strange decision when a loved one is potentially seriously ill but I know my husband. Had the nurse (whom I know as I work at the local hospital) suggested I go then I would have known it was very serious & gone. I rang Lancaster an hour later & they were waiting for a cardiologist, Friday evening isn't the best time to find available staff it seems. Long story short, he was discharged the next day with beta blockers & aspirin. He's since had an echocardiogram which showed up no problems & he sees the cardiologist again this coming week. We are sure it was stress that brought it on.
It was a huge shock for us both but I believe my darling anorak has realised that he needs to take time to relax more & not stress about what he can't change. Financially things are much worse than last year & how we'll manage remains to be seen but manage we will, with the love of our family & friends all around us.
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