Next week I have a day off from work,
I wish I could say that the plan is to spend the day with Romeo
I wish I could say that I was going to spend the day shopping
I wish I could say I was just going to relax all day
I am glad to say that I shall be spending my day pushing a wheelchair around our local Military (former) Hospital
I am glad to say that my day will be spent supporting my mum as she has x-rays, blood tests etc
I am glad to say that on Monday 20th October my mum will be going back into hospital to have her knee replacement redone.
I would like to say that they can guarantee that this time the operation will be a success.
I can only hope that this time my mum will be on crutches for weeks not months
I can only hope that this time my mum will be free of pain for the first time since her original operation in January 2007
I can only hope that this operation will give my lovely mum her life back.
Today I did something that I don't do as often as I should. I phoned my mum just to tell her that I love her. I frequently tell my sons that I love them but I don't often tell my mum that I love her. So from today I promise to tell her more often. Her reply was that she doesn't tell me she loves me either but she does. It just hasn't been the done thing in the family I grew up in, but I have always told my children that I love them. I believe that the most important thing in a child's life is that they know they are loved. But it is important for everyone young or old to know they are loved.
when was the last time you told someone that you love them and who was it?
Oh and just to prove that this is me and not some alien life form who has taken over my blog. Only I could be this stupid................. sitting in my bath this morning, I had an itch on my shoulder blade just where I couldn't quite reach. so what did I do, I looked around and picked up the only thing I could think to use to scratch my itch......... WARNING if you are squeamish stop reading NOW.......................
Who else would be stupid enough to use a razor !!! yes thats right I used a bloody razor to scratch my itch. The second I touched my back the safety cover flipped off and I succeeded in cutting myself open. Strangely I soon forgot about my itch.