I hope you understand, I am not very technical even though I love my gadgets. I have been blogging for over two hours, and then I pressed a button and seemed to lose it all again, and then, after 30 mins fiddling it came back.
A bit like my life at the moment!!
Now I have found it again, I post what I have already blogged - sorry about any mistakes - I will do part two and corrections as soon as possible.
Saturday, 27 October 2012
Hiccup or setback?
It is 4am on Saturday 27th October 2012, and I have been awake now for over an hour with chest pains, and a pain from the weakness in my left leg, which makes walking for me very difficult at the moment! It also means, and I share it with you, although Sue says I shouldn't, makes it difficult, not impossible to go to the toilet.
I wrote on my iPhone what I considered to be an excellent blog two days ago, which a couple of friends agreed, only to lose the lot in the process of sharing, as I wrote it in the "Note" section of the iPhone. Well never mind, there are more important things for me to worry about at the moment.
I did try to replicate them on FaceBook, which was a success, and then also on here. I really ought to have used my PC or Lap top, but I have neither in Hospital.
I tried to say how it felt about retiring, and what my first days and weeks of retirement were like. First week - two separate days in London, one via East Midlands Trans from Nottingham, - a fun day out with Mark and Kathryn which saw us cruise down the Tames for a total of 4 hours, and then a trip to see the Olympic Park, and then dinner at Covent Garden. And then later in the week a trip in my own via East Coast from Newark to see my wonderful Spiritual Director Ruth, and on this occasion Lunch in Covent Garden.
That day was rounded off with a wonderful evening meal at the home of the Bishop and his wife, along with Sue and some other lovely clergy.
The following day I went with Paul, one of my Brother in laws, to see Manchester City play Sunderland. - he is a season ticket holder, and could get a spare ticket, and nephews James and Andrew.
I was back in Manchester the following Thursday for the Christian Resources Exhibition, to which I went with Martin, my friend who seemed to know everyone there. By now my leg was beginning to hurt a little, but I managed.
The following Monday and Tuesday saw the big move - Ollerton to Rainworth, and how hard Sue has worked, along with Mark and Kathryn, and then Neil the following weekend, along with many other friends - indeed they have had to work, as I haven't been able to do anything at all, other than hand out instructions, get terrible stressed and cross, upset everybody, including myself, and then apologise by taking everybody out for a meal. At least we had a lot of meals out!
After Neil's weekend visit, where order began to develop, and carpets could be seen once again, I felt so in pain that I went back to the Ollerton GP - hadn't had time to re-register in Rainworth- and he sent me into Oncology unit at City Hospital Nottingham on their instructions, who then send me after an MRI scan to Queens Medical Centre Spinal Unit Nottingham ward D8, where I still am, and will be so for a week or 10 days while I have my operation on my spine. I will paste my FaceBook Message after this ramble if you missed it.
So that's where I am.
I keep calling it a hiccup, but truthfully it does feel like a setback as I write these words.
But I don't really mind that, because it is like sitting on one of those delayed trains on a journey London, held for a lengthy signal check - you take in much more of the "more and now", and here in both City Hospital and QMC I have met some really caring and gifted people in the people who are dealing with me, and some wonderful people who are fellow patients, most in a worse position than me, and who make me laugh so much that I keep having to ask for more morphine to relieve the chest pain caused through laughter.
OK so I am not as sure about how good my mobility will be following the operation - I may need to use at times a wheel chair
I wrote on my iPhone what I considered to be an excellent blog two days ago, which a couple of friends agreed, only to lose the lot in the process of sharing, as I wrote it in the "Note" section of the iPhone. Well never mind, there are more important things for me to worry about at the moment.
I did try to replicate them on FaceBook, which was a success, and then also on here. I really ought to have used my PC or Lap top, but I have neither in Hospital.
I tried to say how it felt about retiring, and what my first days and weeks of retirement were like. First week - two separate days in London, one via East Midlands Trans from Nottingham, - a fun day out with Mark and Kathryn which saw us cruise down the Tames for a total of 4 hours, and then a trip to see the Olympic Park, and then dinner at Covent Garden. And then later in the week a trip in my own via East Coast from Newark to see my wonderful Spiritual Director Ruth, and on this occasion Lunch in Covent Garden.
That day was rounded off with a wonderful evening meal at the home of the Bishop and his wife, along with Sue and some other lovely clergy.
The following day I went with Paul, one of my Brother in laws, to see Manchester City play Sunderland. - he is a season ticket holder, and could get a spare ticket, and nephews James and Andrew.
I was back in Manchester the following Thursday for the Christian Resources Exhibition, to which I went with Martin, my friend who seemed to know everyone there. By now my leg was beginning to hurt a little, but I managed.
The following Monday and Tuesday saw the big move - Ollerton to Rainworth, and how hard Sue has worked, along with Mark and Kathryn, and then Neil the following weekend, along with many other friends - indeed they have had to work, as I haven't been able to do anything at all, other than hand out instructions, get terrible stressed and cross, upset everybody, including myself, and then apologise by taking everybody out for a meal. At least we had a lot of meals out!
After Neil's weekend visit, where order began to develop, and carpets could be seen once again, I felt so in pain that I went back to the Ollerton GP - hadn't had time to re-register in Rainworth- and he sent me into Oncology unit at City Hospital Nottingham on their instructions, who then send me after an MRI scan to Queens Medical Centre Spinal Unit Nottingham ward D8, where I still am, and will be so for a week or 10 days while I have my operation on my spine. I will paste my FaceBook Message after this ramble if you missed it.
So that's where I am.
I keep calling it a hiccup, but truthfully it does feel like a setback as I write these words.
But I don't really mind that, because it is like sitting on one of those delayed trains on a journey London, held for a lengthy signal check - you take in much more of the "more and now", and here in both City Hospital and QMC I have met some really caring and gifted people in the people who are dealing with me, and some wonderful people who are fellow patients, most in a worse position than me, and who make me laugh so much that I keep having to ask for more morphine to relieve the chest pain caused through laughter.
OK so I am not as sure about how good my mobility will be following the operation - I may need to use at times a wheel chair
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