Disabled Rants Is Proud To Present!!!

As promised earlier I am proud to introduce the latest victim/volunteer Just William, my new pair of hands. Hopefully I won't manage to scare him off on his first appearance.

Right then, on with the job in hand. This week I've pretty much had a full service. It started off at the beginning of the week with a trip to the grooming parlour otherwise known as the chiropodist. Nothing much to report other than the usual clipping and general tidy up. Tuesday, as I explained in the last blog I went up to see The Butcher and if you read the last blog you will know what that is all about. I actually managed to have a day off Wednesday although most of the day was spent nursing my wounds from the nasty horrible man the day before. Thursday, as the regular readers of this load of tripe will know was my monthly visit to see Merlin at Heath Towers. As usual I arrived early to try and jump the queue but as many of you know this never works out in my favour, however this time it did and within half hour and I must say in the first attempt, was hooked up and slowly making my through the three bottles of sherry/immunoglobulin. After asking a few times if Merlin was actually going to appear he eventually did not long before I was due to finish. I was beginning to think after what we talked last month that he was avoiding me. I was wrong although I am not totally convinced because he did say that he had contacted the commissioner of finance and was waiting for him to write back. I also showed him some changes with my skin condition which is causing some concern at the moment. The two patches of skin on each of my arms where the pigment has gone and left a kind of tea stain behind have got bigger and the edges have become a lot darker. Also, I've noticed a kind of wart on my right hand (like an alien trying to escape from my hand). He was not too sure what this could be although he seems to think that it is probably some sort of fungal infection but is going to contact the dermatologist to get them to look at it. As you all know with Merlin's past record I won't hold my breath although you can be assured that I'll be kicking his ass next month if he still hasn't done anything. I did pass on Peters and my Favourite Cous' comments on to him too which seemed to fall on deaf ears. I also reminded him about contacting the Eye clinic to try and sort out this annoying problem with my sight and he did his usual trick of looking all innocent and sayings "haven't they sorted that yet". So after three hours or so it was time remarkably to make my way home which is a bit of a record for them as it usually five or six hours. Today was just the usual Day Care work and to be honest a pretty boring one at that. So nothing much to report on there.

Ok then, as you will know I'm off on my hols next week but I will try and blog before then but if I don't manage it you can all have a weeks rest from my rants as there is no internet access at the hotel, aren't you all lucky??

So then, what do you all think of William's first performance? Please be kind because if you scare him off I'll be coming after you to take his place.

See Ya!!

The Tooth Fairy.

 

Well in fact I mean the cause of the tooth fairy having to come, my other favourite healthcare professional, "The Dentist" or as I like to refer to them as "The Butcher". As the few followers of this blog will recall I had to, in the run up to having my Stem Cell Transplant, have a lot of teeth out at once due to them being a high risk of infections. If I remember rightly it was something like, 7 out in one sitting and then 5 out in another sitting a week later and all under Local Aesthetic as I was too weak to be able to have a general. Not something I would recommend as a hobby for anyone. Well since then I have been left with 4 teeth and 2 dentures. 2 teeth on bottom in front and 2 on top at the back. The front ones were ground down a while ago and have not caused me any trouble but the top 2 however have been slowly crumbling in front of my eyes. Well finally after 2 previous attempts I managed to get in on Tuesday to have them out. It took some arranging as I needed to have steroid cover, anti-biotic cover and also some oral sedation because to be honest after the mess they made of me when they pulled the others out just to get me in the chair would not be possible without it. So, I arrived as asked a good hour and half before my appointment time because they need to give you these things an hour before treatment and sat there waiting. After 30 mins when I asked the receptionist why I hadn't been seen yet she just said "ell you are a good hour and half early, so you will just have to wait". I politely told her, in my own subtle way of course, that they had in fact told me to be here this early for the treatment so it was THERE FAULT!! A few minutes later I was called in. There I was faced with this foreign, I think she was from the Middle East somewhere due to the accent, student dentist, who I could not understand because of the accent and the fact that she spoke really quietly. I'm afraid that when she asked for my medical history she pushed just that bit too hard. Why is it that when nearly all doctors are sat there with my notes in front of them and after having read them too, want me to tell them my medical history. What, can't you read for yourself then??? Thankfully she did eventually say that a fully paid up member of the dentistry fellowship would be doing the extraction, which did bring a bit of a sigh of relief. So tablets down the neck and off to wait some more. After a rather painful Hydro-cortisone injection in I go to be faced with another Middle Eastern dentist, but at least he spoke a little better English and a bit louder too. 3 more injections including that awfully painful one in the roof of your mouth that makes your eyes water and a load of pushing and pulling and out they came in a few pieces though with one last stubborn root holding on for grim death before finally been brutally ripped from its hiding place. Because of the problems in the past he thankfully put a couple of dissolvable stitches in to close up the gap a bit which should help. It has been giving me a bit of pain since then but nothing major and besides the size of them told me it wasn't going to be plain sailing, but I will add that it has not managed to stand between me and my bacon sandwiches which would be simply outrageous and unacceptable.

 

Okay I'm off for now, but hopefully the next blog on here would have been typed by one of the willing victims, I mean volunteers from the cadets who will be over later. His name I believe is William but everyone calls him Bill or Bob and I think he's not keen on William. So guess what he will be known as around here?????? HA HA HA!!!!!!! He is the second Lamb to the slaughter this week as I had someone turn up earlier in the week, but I was not too well on the day and as a result we never did one. Still there's always next week, if she comes back that is, because she did sit there and have a read of the blog and has probably scared her for life!!

 

See Ya!!

Back down that old trodden path again!!

 

This last few days I have once again strayed from the "Normal", if there is such a thing for me??, path and headed down the other one, you know the one I mean, where all things positive turn miraculously into negative and where trivial little irritations get blown up out of all proportion. In the scheme of things this is quite minor but none the less equally annoying. It's not been brought on by anything in particular but more so a culmination of lots of small annoyances such as the car and the lack of a bedroom/bathroom still and there's obviously the hot topic at the moment, your friend and mine, the one and only, Spell caster Of The Year 1978, Merlin. I guess if I had the time and felt extremely annoying then I would list all the tiny little other things that all together end up directing me down this bloody road but I don't particularly want to scare off anybody that's still remotely interested in reading about my rantings. Do you know, I wouldn't mind so much if the view along this road was halfway descent but it is far from it. It's more like driving through a dark, damp, dead straight, humungously long tunnel, but every now and then you can see what looks to be a light at the end of it. I seem to then go in slow motion towards it, in anticipation of this being the chance I have to break out, back into real life. Quite often though things are not always as they seem. It's a bit like the oasis in the dessert, because as I get nearer and nearer to the light and I begin to ready myself for normal life the damn light speeds up and then very quickly zooms past me, leaving me in this bloody tunnel for some more turmoil with only a view from my internal rear view mirror of some poor soul's backside screaming off down the same road I've just travelled. Occasionally though I do manage to get to the end and re-appear back into society a changed human being, not always for the better though as some of you might say, but changed from the experience none the less.

 

So, where does this leave me now?? Well, I suppose another couple of kicks up the bum from any interested parties will eventually do the trick and jettison me back to reality, let's hope hey??

 

Some good news too so life's not all doom and gloom, I am booked in for a spell of the old favourite, "Respite" in a week or two, but this time with a huge difference. I am going to stay, for a week, at the lovely "Jane Hodge Hotel" in Cowbridge which is not only a Hotel and Leisure Complex instead of all the other respite centres which are set up more like Hospitals, but this place is absolutely outstanding, so I am very excited at the prospect. I will hopefully write a piece on it in the next few days as we went to have a look around the other day and in fact Judith said to me, "You can blinking stay at home and I'll come in here instead".

 

See Ya!!