| lesley153
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Beth, we had quite a lot of cats, and the rest were OK. Just this one was uniquely horrible.
Rowena, you're not sidling anywhere. What is temptation for, if not for giving in to? |
Reply #1701. Nov 05 10, 2:08 AM
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| Professer
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Glad things went ok at papworth Lesley, I have to say is good to hear things are so much better for you. I am much the same but not worrying about them, if you do not see me about then i am either way or have passed this mortal coil lol:).
What you were saying about your fingers and toes made me laugh as on 3 fingers of each hand i have white bands like i been sat in the sun with rings on, get that for 3 or 4 days a week. As for my toes i often wonder if they are still there some daysas the pain disappears but i know they are so not worried my toes are greyish white all the time.
I watched my clock tick over last night saw 2am,3am 4am, 5 am, 6 am 7am then i nodded off only to be woken by a neighbour banging her door on her way to work and the clip clop of her high heals the time 7.30am so was case up esdh dress and switch the pooter on in time for the virus check.
Reply #1702. Nov 05 10, 2:15 AM
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bionic4ever 
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Lesley, I still remember how you offered tea and biscuits for all when that cat was finally gone! :)
Reply #1703. Nov 05 10, 6:21 AM
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Rowena8482
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She may have offered us tea and biccies but she cracked open a magnum of champers and drank it from the bottle whilst dancing on the table singing "Ding Dong the cat is dead" :-D
Reply #1704. Nov 05 10, 7:54 AM
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| lesley153
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Beth and Rowena - what good memories you've both got!
I did indeed offer everyone tea and bikkies (choccy?), and Mo had offered to pour, but then I realised just how good my new freedom was, and I told Mo to leave the teapot and open the champers.
What happened next is a bit of a blur. "Ding Dong the cat is dead"? Is my singing that loud? ;) |
Reply #1705. Nov 05 10, 2:33 PM
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| C30
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Lesley........reference your singing.........."probably"!
Noise Abatement Society, Lord's Day Observation Group, and the incontinent cat (who wasn't really dead - just "relocated") all complained! Or is that just a Bedford Urban myth?
Talking of cats.......I have an "Anorexic cat", getting her to eat is a difficult as stopping the two "feline food disposal units" from "trawling" up every scrap of food in sight. No.1 Tabby, as befitting her age (16), is "choosy" over food, but what she likes, she likes!
However......."Little Princess", refused breakfast, went under chair and wouldn't come out..........we decided "Vet".
£135 later................sigh. For such purposes was the "cat fund" set up.
Sharna seems more her old self, but still might need steroids as appetite is more normal but still verging on the anorexic scale. She will be "monitored" until Monday, when the decision of "back to vet" or not, will be made (this being vet's advice)......at least her blood tests came back showing nothing much wrong.
Reply #1706. Nov 05 10, 3:05 PM
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| lesley153
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It's OK, my singing seems to be fair game. :(
The massed complaints were most definitely a Bedford Urban Myth, and the incontinent cat wasn't dead - just relocated to A Better Place. Sleeping peacefully... The Cats' Protection League wanted her for a sunbeam... The friend who took her to the CPL reported back that they had got her fully housetrained within a week. **fume**
That's something else I don't miss: the vet bills. The relocated one couldn't tolerate a single flea, and cost us a fortune in flea-killer. The vets took before and after photos. "Before" looked like something you'd pick up off a tip. "After" was covered in long, thick, gleaming fur.
Another one must have been in a fight, because she'd had a chunk bitten out of her head, and it was a £100-and-something for repair and, I seem to remember, antibiotics. A week later, she was hit by a car and killed. We were coming home and saw her lying in the middle of the road. Jonathan wanted to go and pick her up, but it's a busy road, and he stood like a lemon for about five minutes before a woman actually read the road, and stopped to let him retrieve her. You only need one person to stop. Shame there were so many who didn't.
I do hope your cats are restored to health without depleting the cat fund.
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Tomorrow I shall be at the hospital for about seven hours. Doctors need to pass exams to become consultants, and need guinea-pigs upon whom to practise their diagnostic skills. I am going to be a guinea-pig for an exam session for aspiring consultant cardiologists. It'll be interesting to see what their diagnostic skills are like. I'm not expecting much, but I shall be happy to be wrong. |
Reply #1707. Nov 05 10, 4:16 PM
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| lesley153
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Make that four hours. I can't tell the difference between 8am and 8pm. Need more sleep.
The session is from one till five, not one till eight. Should be a doddle... but then I have no idea what to expect. |
Reply #1708. Nov 05 10, 6:06 PM
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| lesley153
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Had an early night - 1.30! - woke up to the alarm at 10.30. Lovely. No comparison with a year ago.
Going to scrub up now for the exams. :-D |
Reply #1709. Nov 06 10, 5:40 AM
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| lesley153
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My last post was 5.40 and was top of the new list. Buzz says it's 6.33. Does that mean nobody has bothered to post for nearly an hour?
Time was, you looked away for five minutes, and the whole top twenty (yes, it was twenty once upon a time) would have changed. |
Reply #1710. Nov 06 10, 6:35 AM
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| C30
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Hope your "Guinea-pig" experience goes well Lesley......acted as one myself at Addenbrookes, back in 1980-plonk, when I was diagnosed as Narcoleptic.......no idea what the outcome was, a whole set of Student Doctors "ummed and ahhed", found it quite entertaining.
Earlier this afternoon, there came a "flash and clunk" from main fuse-board in house......and we lost all power. Re-set it......fridge/freezer not working, changed fuse in plug of that, now working. Well fridge/freezer seems to be working, what isn't is light in fridge.
Not sure if light at end of tunnel is working either! Lol
Reply #1711. Nov 06 10, 10:17 AM
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| lesley153
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Thanks, Ray, it was pleasant, and interesting in parts.
I was supposed to be there for one o'clock, but the driver decided to take a short cut to miss a large slow junction, and ended up pointing into a residential street with cars parked both sides, and room for one car to move. Four cars were waiting to come out into the main road, and we couldn't move till they'd gone. Here is a piece of driving wisdom I came across, too long ago to remember when:
"There is no such thing as a Short Cut. If it worked, it would be known as The Way."
I apologised for arriving five minutes late, because the driver had decided to save time by driving into a traffic jam... to find that I wouldn't be needed till three, but the chief examiner likes to make sure that people will arrive on time. Argh.
The hospitality was good, though. They sent an account minicab to bring me in, and another one to take me home. In the middle, they laid on food, with carved vegetable decorations. We thought they were pretty enough to be photographed, one of the staff went off to get her phone to take pictures, and I took pictures as well. All I need to do now is find a five-year-old to show me how to send them - er - somewhere.
When we arrived, we were plied with food and drink: very fresh sandwiches, quiche, miniature chicken kebabs, something shellfishy deep-fried, and a load of cakes and doughnuts; tea, coffee, and chilled water with chunks of lemon. If they gave the inpatients food this fresh, attractive and delicious, I think it would make a lot of inpatients very happy.
There were a lot of staff I knew, and someone I recognised from the cardiac rehab sessions. She'd only been to one, and dropped out because she was too ill to keep going, and she was stopping someone else going. She told me how ill she'd been, first when she dropped out of rehab, and then for the last few hundred years.
At last, I was rescued. Would I please go into this room and put a hospital gown on, and wait. And wait. Two examiners came in to examine me and to decide how much (accurate) information they expected the candidates to glean from examining me. Later on, the chief examiner, who is a consultant at Bedford hospital, also came in for a listen and a look. I only saw two candidates - one had dropped out - and they each had eight minutes to examine me, followed by a couple of minutes of intense questioning by the examiners. I don't know what the results will be, unless I go to the next sessions in February, and see the same candidates, but I probably won't be told who passed.
There were also some younger people wearing HELPER badges. Most of them were wearing a badge of office in the form of a stethoscope. They said that they had all qualified as doctors. Five or six of them came in at different times to examine me, and most of them looked at the answers afterwards to see how close they'd got. However close they got, it was still closer than a local GP (whose name escapes me) got. And I was grateful because it staved off the boredom.
Finished before five, would I like some food to take home? Yes please to a few sandwiches, no thanks to the doughnuts and squidgy chocolate cake, then go to the main entrance to wait for my carriage and footman to take me home.
It was no effort for me, but guinea-pigs are essential, and I'm just different enough from the norm to make the candidates think a bit, but not, I hope, sweat too much. Back in three months. |
Reply #1712. Nov 06 10, 2:16 PM
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bionic4ever
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Aw...you could've sent that squidgy chocolate cake my way, Lesley!
Reply #1713. Nov 06 10, 2:54 PM
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| Professer
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nice being a guinea pig then Lesley, When i had my endoscopy i had the doctor ask if he could bring a friend up to examine me due the fact i am covered in nuerofibromas, seems it is a rare condition. Guy took 10 minutes before he said what he was looking at on me the doctor said least you eventually got the diagnose right.
Guy said it was first time he had seen anything like this
Reply #1714. Nov 06 10, 3:00 PM
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| lesley153
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Sorry, Beth. But I did taste a tiny slice, and it was chocolatey, moist and thoroughly delicious, if that helps. No, thought not. Apparently the wife of one of the consultants makes it from time to time, for him to take to the nurses. As long as he doesn't offer it to cardiac patients. Ooh wait a minute...
If they ask me back in February, I shall take a double-sized bit.
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Forgot to record what I learnt today:
- that my atrial flutter is paroxysmal;
- that I did have one of these  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Third_heart_sound
but only while I was in recovery;
- and that a collapsing pulse is not something to worry about.
What a relief - it was worth going, just for that lot! :p |
Reply #1715. Nov 06 10, 3:06 PM
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| veronikkamarrz
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Did you know beforehand that you would have food? Sounds wonderful! I hope you hadn't eaten...:)
I associate anything 'medical' with starvation, and thirst. Answer to request for something is always: "Sorry!"
Reply #1716. Nov 06 10, 3:36 PM
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| lesley153
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I didn't know! I knew that the morning sessions ran from 8.30 till 1, and the afternoon sessions from 1 till 5, and there was a question in the reply form about food, but I assumed that food was for the people who were there all day.
(There's no way I could have made it for 8.30. There is a myth that older people need less sleep. It's a rotten lie.)
So it was a very nice surprise when all the trays came out, because I had eaten, but nowhere near enough. A bowl of muesli and a cheese sandwich isn't really enough, is it? |
Reply #1717. Nov 06 10, 3:57 PM
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Rowena8482
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When I was in hospital last year, I got asked if I would take part in a study of some kind, but when I looked more closely it meant having an extra, unnecessary (apart from for the study) angiogram. This was before I'd had the necessary (apart from death) one, and they wouldn't let me wait until after that one to decide, so I declined. I'm glad you could "be useful" Lesley, it's like leaving your body to medical science but still being alive to have chocolate cake! What more could anyone ask for? :-D
Be glad it was the "bag of crisps, kit kat, and two polystyrene cups of plasticky tasting water" thing lol
Reply #1718. Nov 06 10, 4:56 PM
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Rowena8482
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wasn't, not was. Please Terry, can we have an "Edit" button? :-|
Reply #1719. Nov 06 10, 4:57 PM
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| Lochalsh
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Lesley, are you lub-dub-dub or lub-lub-dub?
Reply #1720. Nov 06 10, 5:33 PM
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