Fiona's Quiet Life

Blessed is she who has noth­ing to say and can’t be per­suaded to say it.….….….….

I used to have that on a notice beside my phone in the 1970’s, my mother took excep­tion to it for some reason, though it wasn’t aimed at her , more at me to remind me not to gos­sip, though i don’t, mearly because i never remem­ber it and i have more import­ant thinks to be think­ing about …like chocolate.

any­way

my life per­force has been quiet.….….….not that quiet, it is amaz­ing what you can get up to with a broken ankle

i could be doing use­ful things like sort­ing through boxes of bits and pieces that one col­lects like pins, screws, door knobs, bits of string etc etc.….….….….…but i haven’t i have been play­ing on-line com­puter games and dis­cuss­ing the weather with other bal­loon pop­ping play­ers all over the world, mostly America.

you see grubby bits of the house from a dif­fer­ent angle when in a wheel chair and it is great for clean­ing kit­chen cup­board doors, i may do all future house­work sit­ting down. and chan­ging the beds is easy .….……you sort of fling your­self across it to tuck in far corners.

even went to the salsa class and sat doing all the steps with one foot and waiv­ing the other in the gen­eral dir­ec­tion of the cor­rect step.

the foot is heal­ing very well and fast , went last week for stitches out and Xray , they were pleased with it., it feels so good that i for­get that i can’t walk and fall over try­ing to open the cur­tains or some­thing daft like that..the most pain­ful thing is blisters on the palms of my hands from the crutches.….…..a great excuse for sit­ting still.

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Muthuuur”

said my younger daugh­ter yes­ter­day morning

“do you know how many spare light bulbs you have”

“Well ” says I “you never know when you might need one.”

“Yes but over a hun­dred and a third of them are not low energy”

we were hav­ing a girly couple of days after my release from hos­pital Chris hav­ing taken the wee ones to his par­ents in case they toppled grandma from her crutches.

she hav­ing seen the bulb drawer while tidy­ing the spare bat­tery box.……probably a hun­dred of them too.….…had been woken early by the need to tidy it.

we have had curry delivered and Chinese food delivered and watched mama Mia, grease and Jesus Christ super­star in quick suc­ces­sion singing along to them all with gusto.

Boys came back yes­ter­day bear­ing Easter eggs.……probably more than a hundred

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The new light weight racing cast.

Well what a sur­prise that was,
all i had with me was a mobile phone and an ipod. i didn’t want to be car­ry­ing any­thing as i am a bit wobbly on the crutches.
on Wed­nes­day morn­ing i Had an appoint­ment at out­pa­tients to get an new plaster cast on my ankle as it was loose due to swell­ing subsiding.

i get there nice and early and am seen almost instantly, good i think i will get back in time to see the wee boys all dressed up for a wed­ding they were going to.
huh fat chance
they cut off the old cast. they put on nice new quick dry­ing one, then the xray to make sure it is in position….it is in per­fect pos­i­tion but by then the con­sult­ant has decided that it might never heal prop­erly and he wants to put two screws in to keep it in place. we will send you up to a ward now……..”what ? now” says i ‚” can’t i go home and get some things”. “we might lose the bed says he “…..when a hos­pital has a bed you grab it quick. so up i go to be admit­ted from Wed­nes­day day till prob­ably Sat­urday and all i have is the clothes i am wear­ing and an ipod and phone.
i am lucky, they like the idea of a quad bik­ing granny and give me a nice side room with tele­vi­sion all to my self so i am not too bored just stunned and not being home drink­ing tea.
brother in law goes and buys me books, tooth­paste soap etc. and i feel more human.
the daugh­ters con­fer
one is at a wed­ding. the other on her way back from holiday.

she gets back from hol­i­day phones hos­pital and asks what i need…….T shirts say i , the hos­pital is very hot.she goes off to asda and gets all sorts of excit­ing things and so an hour later son in law turns up with all the things a per­son might need. made me feel much bet­ter.
then they move me out of my nice room into an large ward where three women talk loudly to them­selves all night.
more about that later .or not
but the stay in ward 4 of the Vic­toria Glas­gow was delight­ful, every­body seemed to enjoy work­ing there and they were all great fun.

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Wee boy on a Wii.……that is a giant out­door bean bag that i have in the fond hope that it will one day be summer.

my son in law announced this morn­ing that he had to go to an Ann Sum­mers shop and off he went.….….……those of you not liv­ing in Bri­tain may not know about Ann Sum­mers shops,.… google it.

tomor­row he is best man at his broth­ers wed­ding and needed an Ann Sum­mers bag as a prop from which he would pro­duce all sorts of ‘incrim­in­at­ing’ things.….….….…“that’s strange ” said the girl in the shop ‚” most men want a plain bag when they leave here

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When they are not on a com­puter or a Wii game they are run­ning round the house say­ing “you can’t catch me”.….…but i am get­ting faster at pro­pelling myself back­wards along hall­ways, across rooms and round corners.….……good thing it is all wooden or tiled floors.

the pain has dimin­ished greatly and as long as i don’t tip myself out of the chair.….……it has happened.……or for­get and put weight on the foot. it is no prob­lem at all.

it is Cameron’s 13^th birth­day so they all came across tonight as well and a good time was had by all.

now very tired

an early night i think.

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