Friday, 7 September 2012

My venture into the blogosphere was rather short lived due to my husbands illness.  Thankfully he is fairly well again now, but this year has been hard.  He lost his health, his job and his mother.  On the plus side, he has a new job, lower paid, slightly less stress, a lot more secure and closer to home.  And now I'm a working English Lady, as I got my RN license in January and a job in February, which started in March.  On good days I love being a community nurse, and on bad days, my head is in a whirl and everything aches, and I'm late for my visits, and keep getting interrupted.  Today was not the best of days, but should be cured by an early night I hope.  zzzzz :)

Thursday, 19 January 2012

Yesterday my favourite supplement of the year arrived with the local daily paper - the 2011 Baby Tribute.  It features photos of babies born during the year, with their names and the names of their parents.  I am always astonished at the monstrously variant spellings used, the substituting of y for i, the adding in of extra ys, the cobbling together of syllables and the preference for phonetics.  My top  10 picks this year are Jorja, Jaxon, Kaylen, Gerianne, Brynleigh, Porscha, Ryland (for a girl), Randi-Lynn,, Ryen and Tenley. The winner of the worst set of names for one baby: "Jacklynn Charmay Ileen" Ugh! Jersey, Griffin and "Ryder Evyn Danyl" deserve and honourable mention too.  Where did this longing for individually spelled and unusual names come from? It makes strange old fashioned names like Charity and Comfort look positively ordinary. 

Wednesday, 18 January 2012

So after 6 days of nursing my sick husband, he collapsed today and I had to call 911.  Of course he was on the third floor, and he had to be carried down all those stairs.  The EMS and Fire Service people were so kind and helpful and professional.  Then we spent the best part of the day in Emerg.  Finally this evening we were sent home with double the antibiotics and a promise that once they worked he should be feeling a lot better.  Somehow I feel I have heard this before, but perhaps this time it will turn out to be true.  I am so tired, I keep typing words backwards.  It would be fantastic to get an unbroken night of sleep...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Tuesday, 17 January 2012

Today I had one of those days that did not procede according to plan.  I had my to do list, all nicely written out and organized.  I knew what I wanted to cook for supper.  Lunch was taken care of because I had a meeting, and food would be provided.  I had scheduled my gym visit for a workout - need I go on? Due to unexpected sickness in the family, my day swirled around visits to the family doctor, phone calls, visits to the pharmacy, keeping track of tylenol doses and times.  It was past four before I got to the gym.  We had hastily defrosted shepherd's pie for supper.  The to do list is sadly bare of check marks.  Instead, there are arrows pointing to tomorrow's page. 
The last five days have disappeared  into a vortex of phone calls, doctor visits and nursing my sick husband.  My to do list has become full of arrows saying "do tomorrow".  I am struggling with disturbed nights, concern for what is really wrong, and trying not to become over anxious and imagine worst case scenarios in the small hours of the night.  Keeping it all in perspective is difficult.  My prayers seem to become circular, and too much like a repetitive shopping list.  I am glad we have nurses coming in to change the IV antibiotics because it helps to get their take on how he is.  But when it is your own husband there is no shift end or off duty time.

Wednesday, 11 January 2012

I wish I could type without missing letters! But my English fingers, unaccustomed to harsh Canadian winters are  cracked, and when they start bleeding, I have to put Band Aids on them which inhibits typing somewhat.  Currently, out of 10 digits, three have Band Aids, and one is just reaching bleeding point.  Ugh! Does anyone out there know of a cure for cracked fingers?
It's the second week of the New Year, and here I am bravely dipping my toes in the internet ocean and beginning to blog.  I have told my writing class students to blog as a way to practice writing and reach out, so now I'm taking my own advice.  It's not as difficult as I thought.  Watch this space!