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judie
Salvador Dali
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Kos
Picasso
United Kingdom
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 Posted - 14/06/2010 : 21:48:56
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looks gorgeous Lorna....spooky about your grandfather tho!
I used to go to Arbroath as a child, my great aunt lived there  |
Kos Marton
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"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." Marilyn Monroe
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jeannie
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Posted - 15/06/2010 : 08:26:42
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you know Lorna - for all that the specialists say this and that is unrelated I'm sure there's more they need to look into it - becoming keeper of the family papers after dad died i was looking through them a few months ago and discovered that nan didn't die of the flu but of secondary tumours from stomach cancer....and mum i thought had lung cancer which i'd put down to her being a lifelong heavy smoker and yet it was actually thyroid cancer. I emailed Macmillan about any possible link ( i've done that in past - they are excellent) - mine is supposed to be an "orphan" cancer but they say there isn't a link between any of them - just three unfortunate women.First think i asked the consultant after my diagnosis was the hereditary element - when you've kids is so important. i worry about rest of family too - its not just me affected but my kids and grandkids and my nephews and niece from my brother. Yet digging round the web while i waited for a reply there are some papers that seem to suggest possible links between thyroid and stomach cancer. Outside of breast and testicular cancers others get very little real research and the rarer the cancer the less it gets looked at. Its that funding thing again and i can see why money goes to the most benefit - its just that we want to live too. Its why I and Lorna have become so familiar at web research and asking the right questions. It may seem pushy to specialists to be questioning them but its our body and its us that bear the consequences.
To me its very odd that both Lorna and myself have developed sarcoma which is rare and both have fairly close relations who had stomach cancer?? |
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Lorna S
Salvador Dali
United Kingdom
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Posted - 15/06/2010 : 09:11:24
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| That is very interesting Jeannie, and thought provoking, I have two aunts (from the same branch of the family) who also died of cancer. They had relocated from Scotland to the Lincolnshire area where you may recall I had all the problems with the 'specialist' who refused to believe my cancer could be hormone related when everything pointed that way. Anyway I think I'll be delving a little further into it now Jeannie. |
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Sara Teasdale
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Ros C
Da Vinci
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jules4154
Salvador Dali
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Posted - 16/06/2010 : 08:19:36
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Yep, I've got Fusidic Acid Ros.
Was supposed to be going to Tate Liverpool today but my sight's blurry so there's not much point. I'm going in to town and I'll have a sticky bun to cheer me up. |
Jules.
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Lorna S
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Posted - 16/06/2010 : 10:21:09
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| Will do Ros, my great,great grandfather was a locomotive guard in those parts, just have to narrow it down a bit to a town or it might have been Arbroath itself. |
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Sara Teasdale
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Edited by - Lorna S on 16/06/2010 10:22:55 |
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judie
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jules4154
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Posted - 16/06/2010 : 21:21:22
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Lol I really enjoyed it too Judie, sticky toffee muffin Yummy.  |
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Ros C
Da Vinci
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jeannie
Da Vinci
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Posted - 18/06/2010 : 09:31:13
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i thought I'd told the story of tanya giving birth in our living room with her first child but from facebook you've clearly missed it.... if you've heard it before click back now... nothing worse than reading a story twice
at the time we lived in a small rented bungalow, chris had moved out ( and in and out again as did tan several times...teenagers!) Jay was still living at home- think he might have been at local uni at the time.
It was a sat morning and tan partner dropped her off at our house before he went to work. we were sitting in kitchen chatting and she said she'd been having sporadic pains all night but nothing over fierce or regular. she sat on a plastic garden chair over poor milo's bed ( i used to make him jump onto it to give him the medication that was a regular feature of his life - made it easier for me) At about 9.15 she suddenly announced "either i've just p*ssed myself or my waters have broken"(lucky milo had sneaked into jays bedroom where jay was still in bed.)i ring the hosp which is 30 miles away - "oh its her first, tell her to have a bath and come in this afternoon" - "i've had one at 4am " she says running another one. I ring her partner who fortunately works only a mile or so away. there's a groan from the bathroom - tan can't get in the bath for severe labour pains, i ring hosp again - "tell her to come in now" - we try, sean gets the car ready , we get her bag but... she can't get out of the bathroom. "Tna you've got to come out - the car's ready" " i can't " she yells, " i can't move" back to the phone again - they say they'll send the "quick" paramedic - one that comes in car and an ambulance. we manage to get tan to living room where she drops to her knees. Charles is still on phone at end of hall as we don't have a cordless one and they are telling him what to do - tan refuses to remove her underwear ( well it is embarrassing and i think she still hoped it'd be ok) dog is barking like mad in the room with jay at all the noise - he wants to join in. paramedic arrives - in a complete panic as he's never done a solo delivery and after a quick look ( she finally removes underwear...she was wearing trousers - i find her a skirt so she can at least pull it down between exams as she is still leaning over sofa on her knees with her bum towards the door...) he decides that he's just about to have his first delivery. he gets his bag out and says to charles manning the phone " tell them i want an ambulance her NOW and a doctor or midwife!" he goes back to have a prod at poor tan again - Charles say they said ambulance on its way, no-one else available " give me the phone " he says taking it from charles and starts repeating his demands, there's a large groan from tan and he thrusts phone back to charles who discovers its.. very sticky ( urgghh was his expression). I've grabbed some towels from airing cupboard, there's poor tan saying " whoever is rubbing my back - STOP - right now. it hurts" paramedic and sean are trying to get the gas and air machine put together - noether of them can do it for fluster - tan says she's going to push, paramedic says not yet - she says too bad!! and the three of us catch a squirming babay in one of the towels I'd got out. we sit there in shock, tan still on her knees leaning over the sofa and the baby squealing between us. none of us can move. Charles is till shouting instructions from the phone where he's been told to stay and not move - remember at this point he is very deaf so can't hear what we shout back properly midwife suddenly walks in room " oh i see my jobs done " she says taking out her pen and pad " what time was he born" err... none of us looked, we hazard a guess at five minutes - it felt like hours but wasn't long really. she takes over thankfully and Charles is allowed to leave phone and wash his hands the ambulance arrives and two more people crowd into our tiny living room - its tan, sean, me, the paramedic, the midwife and two ambulance men now... bit full. Liz the midwife is great, chases paramedic and ambulance crew outside where they congratulate the paramedic and promise him a brandy later - they sit outside eating lunch in ambulance waiting for next shout - he goes back to depot - no doubt still in shock. charles is delegated to make tea for us all - there is a use for that boiling water they always have in films after all. after delivering the afterbirth she says there's not much point in tan going to hosp now she may as well stay here - tucks tan up in our bed, and baby is in the pram sean has been home to fetch. she says she'll be back later to check all ok and does call several times. charles goes off to pub - its still only about 12 o'clock! and i go to meet friend i'd supposed to meet earlier. "tan's had the baby " i say sitting at her table drinking coffee " "oh, are you just back from hospital?" she asks " err no.. she had it at my house" its not til after when i recall how surreal that conversation was that i realise Im still in shock - heaven knows how poor tan was. we'd left her at the house with sean for a bit of peace and sleep. he goes back to thier house later that night, charles and i get the cushions from the sofa and try to sleep on living room floor. (not easy, bones seem to get more uncomfortable as you age) in the night i hear a strange mewling noise and remember tan's in our bedroom with the baby. i get up to see if she's ok and she's just fed him - i change him while she goes to loo ( lucky we had an ensuite) and promptly passes out - only for a few seconds but its scary. i help her back to bed and try to sleep. midwife is back next morning (sunday)and says all is well and she can go home - as is the way with kids tan is feeling fit and well and promptly decides they'll take baby for a walk round town and show him to her friends first we look at the ruin of what was our mattress and bedding and haul it outside to take to the tip. we did get new stuff but slept on divan base til then as we couldn't afford new til insurance paid up - not the most comfortable of nights.
when we moved here a few years later i noticed there was n accidental damage on the policy so rang NU - the girl looked at hisroy and laughed 2 i see why you want it " she said - yes, as tan was pregnant again - though a planned home birth - hers hopefully - this time. she ended up having Bethany in the bath ( without water, the hosp said drain it out as safer) delivered by sean with phone instructions as the midwife planned was off sick and the one sent from hospital got lost. ambulance also couldn't find house but got there in time to deliver afterbirth. and they left her proper stuff to protect her bed and bedding too...
she's pregnant again as you may remember - another home birth planned - James isn't really looking forward to it given her history but at least now she's only about 5 miles from hospital
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all that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.
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Lorna S
Salvador Dali
United Kingdom
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Posted - 18/06/2010 : 11:17:00
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OMG and there was me worrying that my youngest might want me to be present at birth in a hospital when she decided to have a family.
I would be totally useless....I've had three lengthy labours(and a mis), two without painkillers too but I cannot even watch other people give birth on tv. Makes me queasy
Oh well at least Tanya gets it all over and done with fast! Hope she's somewhere private when the next one appears LoL
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judie
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Lorna S
Salvador Dali
United Kingdom
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Posted - 21/06/2010 : 12:42:10
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Well today the building work began and I'm not sure how I'll get through the week with one of the three builders shrieking out random bursts of lyrics from the songs on the radio As the drilling begins he just sings louder over the top of it
At least they are a happy mob and the sun is shining.
There's a little baby robin in the garden that's been fed by it's mother since it fell from it's nest too soon a little while back.
She's frantic about all the noise and people, keeps diving at them and making a hissing noise whilst the baby stands there fat and well fed wondering what all the fuss is about! Seems in no hurry to fledge despite being able to fly...we've seen him fly, I wonder if the mother has 
So the garden is now full of rubble and looks like a builders yard, I have no toilet and I'm confined to quarters for the week. At least I'm getting some painting done!
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Valpolicella
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Posted - 21/06/2010 : 13:40:18
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It'll all be so worth it Lorna. I really hate being around building work. All that dust and chaos.
What brilliant builders - I'd be tempted to out sing them, also in loud bursts and most definately in the style of the Pub Singer. |
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