Fiona's Quiet Life

5^th of March and i have had to cut the lawn.…..and there is frog spawn in the pond.…and daf­fo­dills in the garden.

I am here to boast

LEAP , the char­ity Dr. NIc…remember Dr. NIc my younger daughter.…won an envir­on­mental award last week.….…lovely din­ner and a ceilidh at the bal­moral hotel Edin­burgh, and award presen­ted by RSPB..I got to babysit and get the lively ones off to school

I am pleased with out Scot­tish government.….….…MY older daugh­ter Mar­isa and her face­book groups have been cam­pain­ing to get insulin pumps more widely used and they have won. all Scot­tish chil­dren who need one will get one and so even­tu­ally will adults, the pump has ade a huge dif­fer­ence to My grand­son. it is scary how many small chil­dren have been dia­gnosed with type 1 diabetes.but if caught early enough a lot can be done to min­im­ize the nerve dam­age and loss of life of young people.

Much work has been going on remov­ing the car­pet from the house Nic and Chris bought …cough cough wheeze wheeze.….….and Nic has put down beau­ti­ful lam­in­ate floor­ing from IKEA two more rooms and a hall­way to go.keeps me out of mischief.……well almost.

Tom the builder…remember Tom the builder whose team took up res­id­ence here for sev­eral months doing my new bit, and sev­eral weeks fix­ing NIcola’s new house …he is about to start on Mar­isa and Peter’s house…her boys and their friends are all over 6 feet tall and take up a lot of room so they are put­ting on a couple of new rooms so there is some­whare to chill…and for Cameron to play his oboe

lost my train of thought now as my brother in law has just skyped the the news that while he was in a shop near the Vic­toria infirm­ary a patient was seen run­ning down the middle of the road in noth­ing but a hos­pital gown pur­sued by medics.…it is frus­trat­ing not to know why

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I won­der how many chil­dren dia­gnosed with ADHD or are writ­ten off as badly behaved actu­ally have undia­gnosed type 1 dia­betes, per­haps blood sugar should be tested in all children.…..i have been talk­ing to a guide leader recently who said that an awful child had become really like­able after her type ! was dia­gnosed and her sugar reg­u­lated.
i know that if i for­get to have lunch while out shop­ping i get short tempered with people who do not have their money ready at the till point.

just a thought

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For­tune Visoc­chi, find­ing life a hoot.

talk­ing to my brother Gor­don Blair on Skype

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When i was wee we were lucky to have a phone, my father was the local Med­ical officer of Health and a GP so needed one. but my grand­mother shared her line with a neigh­bour it ws called a ‘party’ line and if you lif­ted the receiver you might hear some­body else talk­ing on the tline and you had to wait till they finished.

I am a sol­it­ary type and like my quiet, so , when i was talk­ing to My younger daugh­ter a few minutes ago and her land line rang with another call for her , i got to thinking,

I have four of the bloom­ing things
a land line, a ‘soft’ phone attached to my hub with a sep­ar­ate num­ber, a cell phone and i have credit with skype so that i can call land­lines and mobiles from my ipad or computer

this seems slightly insane.……bu then i have two com­puters and an ipad on at the moment so it might be me that is insane.

went to visit Ex hus­band For­tune ( Mark) Visocchi yes­ter­day as my old school friend and ex sis­ter in law Sheena Steven (Blair) from Enochdhu.now edinburgh…was stay­ing with me overnight.….…..we had a great old gossip.…..we are such oppos­ites he and i, he lives his life to a rigid timetable and is aston­ished when i tell him i decide what to do when i get up in the morning…so read­ers from Blair­folk who knew him as a wee lad­die he is doing well here in Glas­gow sur­roun­ded by our excel­lent daugh­ters and is very cheerful.was going to put his photo here but can’t see how to anymore

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I held her upright in her chair,my wet hair drip­ping down my neck, her breath­ing stopped two or three times, and there was not a thing i could do to help but hold on to her.

Hav­ing decided long hair made me look like a bag lady, i went to cousin Rosalyn’s salon for a hair cut, the usual banter was going on , hoots of female laughter, when a young woman in the next chair starts to choke…we all knew she has a tracheotomy tube to help her breath and we knew she can drown very quickly if water gets into the tube so great care had been taken.…what we didn’t know was that she needs a suc­tion pump every so often to clear the tubes and if she starts to cough the tube comes out .
Roslyn ran across the road for a doc­tor, the assist­ant dialled 999 and i held on to the breath­less young woman.two doc­tors and a nurse ran over to us, but who keeps suc­tion pumps . they did what they could with oxy­gen and an ambu­lance and a car full of para­med­ics arrived within a very few minutes with much needed pump.….…so all is well.

so som­body out there please design a port­able suc­tion pump .

after­wards we were all very shaken.…It brought back the last few hours of Basil’s life … 5 years ago on Feb­ru­ary 7^th.…..so i am sit­ting wrapped up in a blanket feel­ing exhausted.

Oth­er­wise my quiet life is still quiet

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