Random Observations
Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 9:31 am
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Dear all me hearties, randal is back on the scene at last.
I felt very emarrassed for trying to reply to all the birthday greetings I received last October and each and every time my computer let me down by loosing them in some peculiar way.
I would like this to be cheerier but what was can't be changed.
Arnold, Abbey and Lon are some of the names I remember so a very belated thankyou to all - much appreciated - especiaslly as it also celebrated my FREE TELEVISION LICENCE????
Fancy getting something for nothing in GREAT BRITAIN the sixth wealthiest nation on earth - wonders will never cease!!!!!!
Whilst the battle with the computer was going on my wife went down with that viral throat infection which appeared to infect the nation but mulitply hers by ten at least - antibiotics are no good for those unfilterable heathens.
So I was fully taken up with the house, etc. anyway it was getting pretty chilly up in the attic at the computer.
I had not been up to scratch all year (2006) since the worst attack of allergy had hit me in the winter/spring I had had for many a long year. Whilst treating my wife I felt going downhill too.
Then within about 48/72 hours I also was infected by that throat bug a week before Christmas.
The ashtma kicked in to - as it usually does given the slightest excuse and I found myself with the worst attack I have had since a child.
Here was I so cocky about having it under complete control for sixty years suddenly struck down until I felt that my diaphragms were moving up and down about half an inch without the slightest wheeze - silent asthma I call it and have always dreaded it as it has been always the harbginger of grim days ahead.
I hung on and hung on until one Saturday morning just before Christmas I - who had been sleeping in a chair for days - went through and told my wife that I would have to call a doctor no matter how I detested it.
I called the new 24 hour service and could hardly speak the to nurse who I ended up with.
When she used my name I was so out of touch I asked, "Do you know me?" She laughed and replied that my name was on the monitor screen in front of her.
"You sound a poor thing." she added. "Can't you get a neighbour to take you to hospital?" I replied that that was impossible but that perhaps if I drove slowly I could manage to get there OK.
"No way am I allowing you to drive in your condition. I'll send an ambulance."
Much to my surprise there was one at the door within fifteen minutes.
The first time I had ever been taken to a hospital in an ambulance and with asthma as well.
Another first awaited me when the nurse and German locum hooked me onto a nebulizer which slowly relieved my condition.
The German gave me a few antibiotics for my throat and sent me home after about an hour and a half telling me to sleep and sit in a chair. "Thank the Lord for TV ." was my responce. He didn't see the joke.
I had to take a taxi home and had no money with me which did not please the taxi driver who scowled at the delay when my wife came out in her dressing gown to pay him (Having once been in the job I knew that all he was thinking about was that time was a wasting and he could have been away to another fare - the fact that he had picked me up from a hospital brook no sympathy from him.)
However, on Sunday I deteriorated and by Monday had to call for a home visit and my own doctor appeared. He immediately seaized upon the fact that the German locum had given me no steroids and should have given me a nebulizer unit home with me. My wife forced herself to go down and collect both
three days later I had to call on the doctors again and two turned up at the house.
The younger turned out to be a professor and was very solicitious and could hardly believe that a fortnight before I had been taking the dog for mile walks - my reply when he asked me how many months had I been in that condition.
However, it was he who discovered that I had double pneumonia as well and although the elder wanted me back in bed he insisted that the sitting and sleeping in a chair was the best position for bringing up all that goo pneumonia produces.
The elder said that I must have an X-ray as soon as I was able. The recovery of both of us has taken so long I can only put it down to the weather such as yeterday and today where have had howling gales of wind sometimes with rain, hail sleet and snow and then an hour later brillinat sunshine which lasts about an hour.
Minus five dgrees Celcius when I got up at six thirty today and looked out on a snowwhite world. One gardener once told me that a good fall of snow was the best gardener in the world.
I eventually got out of the chair at the beginning of February and even had bed sores on my hips through sitting motionless for so long.
Then I had numerous blood tests to go through and the painless X-ray whcih turned out to show that only a tiny part of one lung was still affected. All test proved to be positive which is a wonder.
My wife, on the other hand had the opinion of three docotrs of her lung X-rays that although there was nothing obvious they all felt that something was not quite right as one diaphragm was quite a bif higher than the other.
So now she has to go into Aberdeen Royal Infirmary for another X-ray next Monday followed by a bronchoscopy to see if they can visually see what the insides of her lungs are like.
Our doctor said that, "If you had smoked forty cigarettes for forty years I would be a worried man - but you neither drink nor smoke and the likelhood is that it will be nothing significant at all."
So we wait, pray, hope and will see in a week's time.
God bless you all and it is good to see that you are mainly all still about.
randall
PS The computer has been in hospital too and is working much better although they are telling me that some schoolchildren would refuse it even as a gift because it is so old and slow.
I don't blame them, a few hours ago my flopy drive decided not to work at all, at all.
:)
My father in law had a saying which has some merit.
"You can go through all of your life without even tripping over a matchstick and then, quite suddenly, in the matter of hours or days, your whole world seems to collapse around your heads."
Dear all me hearties, randal is back on the scene at last.
I felt very emarrassed for trying to reply to all the birthday greetings I received last October and each and every time my computer let me down by loosing them in some peculiar way.
I would like this to be cheerier but what was can't be changed.
Arnold, Abbey and Lon are some of the names I remember so a very belated thankyou to all - much appreciated - especiaslly as it also celebrated my FREE TELEVISION LICENCE????
Fancy getting something for nothing in GREAT BRITAIN the sixth wealthiest nation on earth - wonders will never cease!!!!!!
Whilst the battle with the computer was going on my wife went down with that viral throat infection which appeared to infect the nation but mulitply hers by ten at least - antibiotics are no good for those unfilterable heathens.
So I was fully taken up with the house, etc. anyway it was getting pretty chilly up in the attic at the computer.
I had not been up to scratch all year (2006) since the worst attack of allergy had hit me in the winter/spring I had had for many a long year. Whilst treating my wife I felt going downhill too.
Then within about 48/72 hours I also was infected by that throat bug a week before Christmas.
The ashtma kicked in to - as it usually does given the slightest excuse and I found myself with the worst attack I have had since a child.
Here was I so cocky about having it under complete control for sixty years suddenly struck down until I felt that my diaphragms were moving up and down about half an inch without the slightest wheeze - silent asthma I call it and have always dreaded it as it has been always the harbginger of grim days ahead.
I hung on and hung on until one Saturday morning just before Christmas I - who had been sleeping in a chair for days - went through and told my wife that I would have to call a doctor no matter how I detested it.
I called the new 24 hour service and could hardly speak the to nurse who I ended up with.
When she used my name I was so out of touch I asked, "Do you know me?" She laughed and replied that my name was on the monitor screen in front of her.
"You sound a poor thing." she added. "Can't you get a neighbour to take you to hospital?" I replied that that was impossible but that perhaps if I drove slowly I could manage to get there OK.
"No way am I allowing you to drive in your condition. I'll send an ambulance."
Much to my surprise there was one at the door within fifteen minutes.
The first time I had ever been taken to a hospital in an ambulance and with asthma as well.
Another first awaited me when the nurse and German locum hooked me onto a nebulizer which slowly relieved my condition.
The German gave me a few antibiotics for my throat and sent me home after about an hour and a half telling me to sleep and sit in a chair. "Thank the Lord for TV ." was my responce. He didn't see the joke.
I had to take a taxi home and had no money with me which did not please the taxi driver who scowled at the delay when my wife came out in her dressing gown to pay him (Having once been in the job I knew that all he was thinking about was that time was a wasting and he could have been away to another fare - the fact that he had picked me up from a hospital brook no sympathy from him.)
However, on Sunday I deteriorated and by Monday had to call for a home visit and my own doctor appeared. He immediately seaized upon the fact that the German locum had given me no steroids and should have given me a nebulizer unit home with me. My wife forced herself to go down and collect both
three days later I had to call on the doctors again and two turned up at the house.
The younger turned out to be a professor and was very solicitious and could hardly believe that a fortnight before I had been taking the dog for mile walks - my reply when he asked me how many months had I been in that condition.
However, it was he who discovered that I had double pneumonia as well and although the elder wanted me back in bed he insisted that the sitting and sleeping in a chair was the best position for bringing up all that goo pneumonia produces.
The elder said that I must have an X-ray as soon as I was able. The recovery of both of us has taken so long I can only put it down to the weather such as yeterday and today where have had howling gales of wind sometimes with rain, hail sleet and snow and then an hour later brillinat sunshine which lasts about an hour.
Minus five dgrees Celcius when I got up at six thirty today and looked out on a snowwhite world. One gardener once told me that a good fall of snow was the best gardener in the world.
I eventually got out of the chair at the beginning of February and even had bed sores on my hips through sitting motionless for so long.
Then I had numerous blood tests to go through and the painless X-ray whcih turned out to show that only a tiny part of one lung was still affected. All test proved to be positive which is a wonder.
My wife, on the other hand had the opinion of three docotrs of her lung X-rays that although there was nothing obvious they all felt that something was not quite right as one diaphragm was quite a bif higher than the other.
So now she has to go into Aberdeen Royal Infirmary for another X-ray next Monday followed by a bronchoscopy to see if they can visually see what the insides of her lungs are like.
Our doctor said that, "If you had smoked forty cigarettes for forty years I would be a worried man - but you neither drink nor smoke and the likelhood is that it will be nothing significant at all."
So we wait, pray, hope and will see in a week's time.
God bless you all and it is good to see that you are mainly all still about.
randall
PS The computer has been in hospital too and is working much better although they are telling me that some schoolchildren would refuse it even as a gift because it is so old and slow.
I don't blame them, a few hours ago my flopy drive decided not to work at all, at all.
:)
My father in law had a saying which has some merit.
"You can go through all of your life without even tripping over a matchstick and then, quite suddenly, in the matter of hours or days, your whole world seems to collapse around your heads."
I don't eat bloody carrots