Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Ankle Recovery etc...a blog

Okay, I fell, cracked me ankle in 3 places, was looked after exceptionally well by the staff at Stoke Mandeville...
pre op...

She loves me..

I needed to show I love her...

Post op...

Wash...pah, whats one of them...

Still loves me...(even though she cant see out of her gummy eyes!!)

Home...

Look...outside world!!

my new bestest friend...


...now I'm home and for the first time in my life, a proper invalid.  Not someone who is coughing and spluttering with pig flu or man flu or some other idle complaint..

So, lets keep a blog of my recovery ( my..our because I won't recover without the help of Suzie and friends,,,)..

Op #day 1 Sunday 21st January 2018

My first operation, didn't really know what to expect...all very professional, anaesthetist calm and clear...went 'down' at 1240, into anaesthetist room at just about 1 pm, chatting to me...then I woke up!!

No sense of doziness or dizziness before op at all!!  I have a fleeting recall of a short dream by then I just opened my eyes looking at ceiling in the recovery room!!!  Remember looking at clock - 2.45. They must have been waiting for me so they could finish their shift!  Zoomed back to the ward.

My leg below my knee felt like a block of cement - they had put a 'block' in for pain relief, no feeling in nerves for upto 24 hours.

Suzie had stayed at mothers Sat, (they are both unwell!!), so she arrived around 4ish...

still loves me...

Post op #day 2 Monday 22nd January 2018

Although they had mentioned, in passing really, that it would be expected that I would be discharged 24/48 hours after 'The Op', it came as a bit of a culture shock to be told I was going home yesterday ( Monday) ...Suzie had the baby car, no warm clothes for me and I became quite distressed ( and probably depressed) with it all.  But we made it!

Oh, but the pain!!  By the time we arrived at The Nest, I was a tad hurty...

The lovely John and Denice ( who is having to deal with her mum passing away on New Years Day) were here to help me get in the house, which was fun with the Zimmer, in the dark - but as ever Denice is the organised one with torches etc...I have never been so glad to sit down on a sofa with me legs up!!

Emotionally I had gone from shocked, depressed, distressed ( I cried my eyes out at one stage in the afternoons proceedings) to now into organiser mode - all selfish, all aimed at MY comfort..lets put this here, lets do this, put that there...need shopping...SIGH...

End result?

Pizza delivery for tea, J & D are being our shopping buddies and bed is the BEST place in the world..

Post op #day 3 Tuesday 23rd January 2018

Hectic start -
Made a tick list !!  But it worked!

Suzie wasn't TOO late leaving for work, I'm sat here lying, as per the only real instruction from surgery team, with my foot 6 inches high than my heart and i have all my needs for most of the day!! 

Pain...was feeling okay at first this morning, then I went to the loo, as soon as I dropped my ankle towards the floor, WHAM!  Blood shot down there and it complained in the LOUDEST possible fashion. I am determined ( being a wimp and all) to keep the pain level well down below my threshold for as much as I can for these first few days, so bed it will be...

Welcome to the office...at least I have a window with a breeze and birdie noises outside!!

Friday, January 19, 2018

There's always a first in life...me, my Ankle!!

So, there I was, happily wandering off on my Wednesday walk, this time at Watlington Hill
I had just said hello to this guy...
and taken in this view... 
and walked through the little side gate along The Oxfordshire Way...

when i slipped!!  I felt my left foot go sideways, shoved down my walking pole and then my right foot went woooshh under my left foot.  I heard THE CRACK!!  
Found myself on my back, looking at a beautiful clear blue sky and, in all honestity, a tad numb of mind.  Then I looked down and ...
Yep...hurty!!  SO, and here is where modern life has its real upside, took out my lovely, gorgeous iPhone and dialled 999.  
(Without the mobile, i would have had to drag myself up the pathway, through 2 gates and across a field to get back to the roadway...)
Wonderful people there organised things exceptionally quickly..'cos I was alone and in a remote location on a cold day, initially they were going to dispatch the air ambulance from RAF BEnson, but as i was so close, sent the medics in a land rover instead...i was churlish enough to feel disappointed at that - sorry!!
My View...

As i was lying here waiting a couple of Red Kites kept swooping down across this gap...never when i had my phone in hand ready!!!
They couldn't find me!!  I saw the blues go past the upper field twice...lots of shouty stuff from me, a couple more phone calls and they arrived, just like in a rescue movie (well from my angle anyway!!)
And here I am, Stoke Mandeville Hospital..
and please donate to..

https://www.tvairambulance.org.uk/

few more pics...
Ambulance driver told me he walks his dogs up around there, and none ever goes down that path!!

Queueing...not overly long and everybody was very polite to each other.."after you sir..no you first" etc...

then siri got in the act!!

naked broken ankle, now know its 3 places!

post manipulation and temp cast..

Operate? nope...still swollen...

Wifie sorted out decent clothes :)

Sunny room...


Monday, December 18, 2017

Bozzie...



Since forever I have been reading the journals of James Boswell.


I had heard of him, had even heard of his bio of Samual Johnson, but didn't know anything about either of them, or really of the 18th century in which they lived and died. I knew about George III being mad and losing the Americas, had heard of Bonnie Prince, and in fact visited, Culloden, had some inkling of the following clearances. The names of Reynolds, Goldsmith and Garrick had been picked up from somewhere...

Then in a bookshop I picked up 'Boswells London journal-1762-1763'. I was hooked.


Here was man completely sharing himself. He didn't hang back on what he thought of himself, those around him, the age he lived in, being 'Scottish'...( he hated it!!) It covers the time from November 15, 1762 to August 4, 1763, beginning with Boswell's departure from Edinburgh, and ending with his last day in London before leaving for the continent, not to return until 1766.


He writes about his attempt to secure a commission in the guards, his affair with Covent Garden actress Louisa Lewis, his (declining) relationship with actor and elocutionist Thomas and playwright Frances Sheridan, his reunion with old chum William Johnson Temple and the beginning of his friendship with Samuel Johnson.


We also hear of the gay life in London with his fellow scots Andrew Erskine, George Dempster and the 10th Earl of Eglinton, as well as his occasional depressions and a visit from Signor Gonorrhea.


What follows is a library of journals edited and published by Yale University, using his journals and letters, written right up until nearly his death, and all with the same viewpoint ...his.


He was shallow, self centred, egotistic, alcoholic at times, a bully, a mysinogist, lecher, unfaithful (often!), not very good at his job but thought himself the bees knees and often looked for positions way above his ability.


For the past 15/16 years I have lived his life with him. I have empathised with him, hated him, been revolted by him, surprised by him. He has led me through the second half of the 18th century, ignited my interest in the places he lived, visited, the people he met, wrote about, gossiped about, moaned about.t


He was abused emotionally by his father, people who had the power over him ( power because of his ego - looking for something he was never going to get)...he put it all down. I have walked over the places he walked in London, tried to eat and drink in places he may have visited, found Goldsmiths grave near The Temple church because of him ( and discovered that wonderful spot as a consequence...). I have learned more about the man he hero worshipped ( Samuel Johnson) and delved back farther into the first half of the 18th century.


Then this week he died. I came to the end - May 19th 1795, he was 54. Here's a drink to you Jamie...





(he like a bit of hot cider...and claret..and brandy...and, well, you get the drift!)

Monday, June 19, 2017

ummm Half Yearly Update!!

Well,

Here we are nearly at Summer Solstice and I've completed TWO posts this year; BAD to quote Donald T!

So, what occurred then?  Ive started investigating the family - hoping to create a timeline of Wood's, Pennocks, Youngs and Jones, with possibly a small dash of Bull added in.

Found Nan...:)Eliza May Jones

What else...been on 'holiday!  The Cam/Mal Arson 🔥🔥 Kingsmead Experience..good old Facebook...see it here

https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10155340368436532.1073741910.791261531&type=1&l=9d8f55d742

Went to Scotland...walked up Cairngorm (can't say climbed!!).  Great few days to myself camping in a forest




The latest incarnation of The Veg Nest is going well...loads of pics here

Ps...Retirement is grand...

Tuesday, May 02, 2017

Welcome 2017!!

This should have been posted MONTHS ago!!


So much for my 'keeping up to date' promise !!  First blog of 2017!!

So, how has the Fazey-Wood clan been managing in this year of change...

First of all a ME post.  I am loving being retired!!

Now Mother's happily ensconced in a new pad with a routine up and running, I have started to get my own non working routine going :)  That's the important bit - non working!!  No planning, no loud children, no dreary staff meetings, no school - heaven!!!  Ive been walking  - see good old Facebook!!

Started going to 'school' WEA course 'History of London'...

Wednesday, December 07, 2016

Mother...

Well, there we were, up a Tuscan hillside enjoying a lush meal with fab views when my phone rang...'unknown caller', so, as you do, I ignored it.  Txt - voice mail...rang it - Centra here, your mother has activated her lifeline after a fall...

She had fallen backwards putting out the washing on the balcony, broke her hip and was promptly, well not quite promptly, but more in a sec, whisked off to hospital and headed for a partial hip replacement op!!

The not quite promptly bit is because, broken hip and all, she managed to drag herself to the loo and then sat on the chair nearby for a couple of hours chatting to the lovely lady on her alarm box!!

New hip on the Monday, we arrived home on the following Sunday, and my life has lost its rhythm since then!!  Hospital visits daily for 4 weeks (she caught c-diff)...then when she came back to her flat, she fell over at 5 in the morning, so the idea of leaving her alone sort of disappeared...Sis came does for 10 days or so, which has given me some respite, but then mother was offered a one bed sheltered housing move...

After getting over the shock of the downsizing...she's moved.

Isn't hindsight a wonderful thing!  Instead of doing the obvious, paying for a mover and house clearance company to do it, I ( and it was me...) decided We can do this...well I have, everything that has been moved ( and thrown out out) has been done by me...and Ryan, a very nice lad from man with a van co that helped move the few big items we could keep!!

Old flat being handed back on Friday - so three days to dispose and clean everything left there...oh well, back to the coal face!!

Old and New




Tuesday, November 08, 2016

Pride cometh before a fall etc..etc...

I WANTED three items when i retired...new car, new MacBook, new apple watch...AND I did get them and proud ( and a bit smug as well) was I.

Serves me right then...

1) Had
this beauty FIVE days then...
 M & S car park bollard...

Went out and thought I was being really clever- bough a refurbished MacBook Air 11inch 250gb from Apple..then in confusion of mother injuring herself managed to pour something over it :((

Expensive repair by lovely place in St Albans Solutions.http://www.solutions-inc.co.uk/st-albans-store/...

Watch...preordered it, a lovely new one...left it in hotel in Milan...:((((  Luckily for me, Carlo was able to retrieve it  - sigh...


So, now all three are back and in one piece!  Combined cost of car and MacBook reaching towards £1000 and a meal for Carlo :)

AND I dooooo like them ...

Good Morning...

Well, its now November!!  November 8th to be precise...

Our holiday was brilliant :)

Hightlights...

Wobbly in Frankfurt...

 More bier - and food Munich...

 Driving over The Alps...

 First dawn at Nippozzano...


 Sunset at Nipozzano...

 Pontesieve...
 Florence...



 We were when we heard Mother had fallen over and broken her hip...:(((

 Caen...
Portsmouth and home...via Stoke Mandeville Hospital...