This week I passed another milestone.
THE BIG 50....
How do I feel about that?
well Im kinda bordering on
OH MY GOD
and its grand...
Mostly OH MY GOD wins
Now getting old, well it sure
beats the alternative.....dying young.
Of course I definitely dont want that,
but when I was a kid, 30 was old,
when I was 30,
50 seemed so very far away.
So how come,
it only took a blink of an eye,
and here I am!
I have alot of blessings in my life,
all of them I am grateful for,
and am mostly happy with my lot now.
Just 50... yuck....
I had two good nights celebration,
one with my regular go out at nighters,
and one with my kids and the other half...
It was very nice, actually the regular go out
at nighters was like a bachelorette party we
had mad craic.
The night with those who are most important to me,
was lovely quiet (unusual for me) but very enjoyable.
and we did that on the night of my birthday, so it
was extra nice.
Sunday I had lunch out with dad and the girls, that was lovely
and so nice to be out and about with dad for the day,
The hospital lets him go out most weekends so we take it in turns
It must be the highlight of his week, as he is going stir crazy. in.
This week Ive been a bit out of sorts, tired probably,
my youngest says its because Im officially now old!!
cheeky mare....
My mates say welcome to the 50 club, as I am the baby amongst them.
anyway I reckon I have another 30years in me at least.
Blink of an eye,
Id better get lots of living packed in there!
Chat soon.
M
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Its been awhile since I wrote,
things have been as usual in my life,
varying from the extreme to the ridiculous.
My dearest darling dad, is still in hospital,
not in the one he orginally was in, they were
a poor excuse for a hospital, they in my opinion
neglected my dad, and sent him home when he was too ill,
to be home, so my sister drove him to another hospital the
day after he was sent home from the beaumont.
He was immediately admitted and
after many trys to get his foot to heal,
he had his leg amptutated below the knee.
He fought long and hard to keep it,
as did the hospital in fairness, but diabetic patients,
are at severe risk when there is damage to the feet,
and his had been so badly damaged
it was a lost cause.
Now its not all negative
since the amputation my dad has got stronger,
yes he has his sad and bad moments,
but he is no longer being poisioned by his own body,
and his natural survival instinct has set in
and he is doing his very best to get well.
He is my hero,
an awesome, inspiring stubborn man,
god I love him...
My life is going along good.
Im still seeing my lovely guy,
rose tinted glasses and all :-)
My son wonderful brat is working away,
visiting occassionally,
he is a great chap,
keeps me informed of things in his life,
and stays in touch he visits his grandad,
nags me when Im scatty I am so proud to have him
my lovely son, my pride, my joy.
My eldest girl got a job for the summer,
she is getting stuck into it.
She is a good quiet girl,
she doesnt say much but she thinks plenty,
although she is shy
she has a deep fire within her,
that sparks and flares like the bright sun, when she lets loose on the world,
she is another reason for me to smile,
my lovely girl, my pride, my joy.
My youngest is the fieriest and fiercest of the three,
yet has the softest nature.
she is creative where the others are practical
yet she is a get up and goer, an organisier, a talker,
an absolute headwrecker when she wants to be .....
as they all are.... get it from me....
she is another happiness bringer for me.
my lovely baby, my pride, my joy.
I write these things for when they ever do read it,
may they know that without doubt,
they are the best that ever happened to me,
and despite all the crazy ups and downs in my life
they are my wins,
my gold medals,
my shining stars,
my greatest triumph.
xxx
I know how lucky I am to have wonderful people in my life,
Those who are no longer with me I miss shocking
my mam especially, even after two and a half years,
I find it hard to get used to her gone, visiting her grave is no comfort really
but yet its nice to go there sometimes...
My sister Noreen my earth angel who used to be my champion,
well I miss her so much,
but she cannot accept the changes in me,
whether it is the guy im with or the time I spend with him instead of where she wants me to be,
so sadly I am without her and sadly I think she is without me.
When I look deep inside and question
what I do and how I do it,
I think that I am doing the best I can
with my kids my dad and my life.
Whilst it may not be good enough for her, its not her life its mine.
I get to make those choices and live with them as best I can,
she cannot change me,
I cannot change her,
so we are without,
sad but it is...
the way it is...
We all mull along with each other anyway,
visiting dad, living our lives, working paying our bills,
trying to keep the best side out
and sometimes tipping the light fantastic......
Let the good times roll huh.
So in conclusion,
Im doing okay.
chat soon...
M
things have been as usual in my life,
varying from the extreme to the ridiculous.
My dearest darling dad, is still in hospital,
not in the one he orginally was in, they were
a poor excuse for a hospital, they in my opinion
neglected my dad, and sent him home when he was too ill,
to be home, so my sister drove him to another hospital the
day after he was sent home from the beaumont.
He was immediately admitted and
after many trys to get his foot to heal,
he had his leg amptutated below the knee.
He fought long and hard to keep it,
as did the hospital in fairness, but diabetic patients,
are at severe risk when there is damage to the feet,
and his had been so badly damaged
it was a lost cause.
Now its not all negative
since the amputation my dad has got stronger,
yes he has his sad and bad moments,
but he is no longer being poisioned by his own body,
and his natural survival instinct has set in
and he is doing his very best to get well.
He is my hero,
an awesome, inspiring stubborn man,
god I love him...
My life is going along good.
Im still seeing my lovely guy,
rose tinted glasses and all :-)
My son wonderful brat is working away,
visiting occassionally,
he is a great chap,
keeps me informed of things in his life,
and stays in touch he visits his grandad,
nags me when Im scatty I am so proud to have him
my lovely son, my pride, my joy.
My eldest girl got a job for the summer,
she is getting stuck into it.
She is a good quiet girl,
she doesnt say much but she thinks plenty,
although she is shy
she has a deep fire within her,
that sparks and flares like the bright sun, when she lets loose on the world,
she is another reason for me to smile,
my lovely girl, my pride, my joy.
My youngest is the fieriest and fiercest of the three,
yet has the softest nature.
she is creative where the others are practical
yet she is a get up and goer, an organisier, a talker,
an absolute headwrecker when she wants to be .....
as they all are.... get it from me....
she is another happiness bringer for me.
my lovely baby, my pride, my joy.
I write these things for when they ever do read it,
may they know that without doubt,
they are the best that ever happened to me,
and despite all the crazy ups and downs in my life
they are my wins,
my gold medals,
my shining stars,
my greatest triumph.
xxx
I know how lucky I am to have wonderful people in my life,
Those who are no longer with me I miss shocking
my mam especially, even after two and a half years,
I find it hard to get used to her gone, visiting her grave is no comfort really
but yet its nice to go there sometimes...
My sister Noreen my earth angel who used to be my champion,
well I miss her so much,
but she cannot accept the changes in me,
whether it is the guy im with or the time I spend with him instead of where she wants me to be,
so sadly I am without her and sadly I think she is without me.
When I look deep inside and question
what I do and how I do it,
I think that I am doing the best I can
with my kids my dad and my life.
Whilst it may not be good enough for her, its not her life its mine.
I get to make those choices and live with them as best I can,
she cannot change me,
I cannot change her,
so we are without,
sad but it is...
the way it is...
We all mull along with each other anyway,
visiting dad, living our lives, working paying our bills,
trying to keep the best side out
and sometimes tipping the light fantastic......
Let the good times roll huh.
So in conclusion,
Im doing okay.
chat soon...
M
Sunday, January 19, 2014
How am I, okay I guess..
Dad is still in hospital, since oct 21st he spent one week at home at christmas,
and three days in the new year, the rest he has been in, and not very well,
actually if it wasnt for the terrible chaos of our health service he would not
have been home at all.. I think..
For when they sent him home he was on antibiotics, and struggling to get around,
but it was christmas and bed management wanted him out.
Our vulnerable are not looked after in this country.
I have sat in A and E three times since october and each time was
shocked to see how the ill are treated, cattle would be herded with more
dignity.
What I also see is the overworked, underpaid, and overstressed staff,
are now becoming immune to the hardship, chaos and distress that patients are suffering
and that is apart from the reason that brought them to the emergency department in the
first place.
It is a follow on from the cuts and changes that have been made on staff, and when people are in a job and they feel hard done by, or that no one cares about them, it has a knock on effect on their performance, and the patients are on the receiving end, I dont mean that they are not receiving medical treatment, but you know, the caring is gone, the time to take for people, the hand on the shoulder, the yes I can get that for you and help you, just lie back and rest.
My dad sat on a recliner for 24 hours, he was lucky the woman in front had a hard chair, beside them the man to their left, had the vomiting bug, he had no bed either, no curtain, and 1 sick bag which he usually missed anyway. It was horrible, for him, for us. What a kip this country has become.
This experience I know from talking to people is not a one off one hospital experience.
We need to go back to basics, patient care first, open the wards, pay the nurses and young doctors properly, stop contract cleaning, have line leadership, matrons who have time to check the work has been done, not one guy mopping from ward to bathroom to ward to main floor, with the same mop and bucket.
when you spread to thin, usually it rips apart, how do our government not know that, how does the health service heads not know that.
The same goes for teaching, garda, army our frontline services, less chiefs more indians, stop feathering top brass nests, the roots of the trees are dying.
Look after us people, we are hurting, physically, emotionally, financially,
Ship up guys, this mess is your making, clean it up, fix it, earn the big bucks you have awarded yourselves
we deserve better.
As for my dad, the great man,
he definitely deserves better, will he get it,
I live in hope, always have, but it wears thin sometime,
fingers crossed for him.
M
Dad is still in hospital, since oct 21st he spent one week at home at christmas,
and three days in the new year, the rest he has been in, and not very well,
actually if it wasnt for the terrible chaos of our health service he would not
have been home at all.. I think..
For when they sent him home he was on antibiotics, and struggling to get around,
but it was christmas and bed management wanted him out.
Our vulnerable are not looked after in this country.
I have sat in A and E three times since october and each time was
shocked to see how the ill are treated, cattle would be herded with more
dignity.
What I also see is the overworked, underpaid, and overstressed staff,
are now becoming immune to the hardship, chaos and distress that patients are suffering
and that is apart from the reason that brought them to the emergency department in the
first place.
It is a follow on from the cuts and changes that have been made on staff, and when people are in a job and they feel hard done by, or that no one cares about them, it has a knock on effect on their performance, and the patients are on the receiving end, I dont mean that they are not receiving medical treatment, but you know, the caring is gone, the time to take for people, the hand on the shoulder, the yes I can get that for you and help you, just lie back and rest.
My dad sat on a recliner for 24 hours, he was lucky the woman in front had a hard chair, beside them the man to their left, had the vomiting bug, he had no bed either, no curtain, and 1 sick bag which he usually missed anyway. It was horrible, for him, for us. What a kip this country has become.
This experience I know from talking to people is not a one off one hospital experience.
We need to go back to basics, patient care first, open the wards, pay the nurses and young doctors properly, stop contract cleaning, have line leadership, matrons who have time to check the work has been done, not one guy mopping from ward to bathroom to ward to main floor, with the same mop and bucket.
when you spread to thin, usually it rips apart, how do our government not know that, how does the health service heads not know that.
The same goes for teaching, garda, army our frontline services, less chiefs more indians, stop feathering top brass nests, the roots of the trees are dying.
Look after us people, we are hurting, physically, emotionally, financially,
Ship up guys, this mess is your making, clean it up, fix it, earn the big bucks you have awarded yourselves
we deserve better.
As for my dad, the great man,
he definitely deserves better, will he get it,
I live in hope, always have, but it wears thin sometime,
fingers crossed for him.
M
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