Posted by: granny1947 | October 24, 2014

Granny has an early start


Picture 070Hello All.

I am on my third cup of coffee.
Hopefully, this one will kick start my old brain.
My eldest daughter is on her way to East London by bus.
I haven’t seen her since December.
So, being a Mom and all that I went to the bus terminal at 6:15am.
Just had time for a couple of hugs and kisses and she had to get back on the bus.
I doubt I will going to Cape Town this December so it might be a really long time until I see her again.

I didn’t want to take Jasmine for a walk yesterday.
The wind was howling and there was so much dust from all the building sites.
However, that dog can make me feel SO darn guilty.
She is better than any Jewish mother.
I swear that dog can read my mind.
I just have to THINK a walk and she starts bouncing around.

Nope, the coffee is not helping the grey matter.
I have absolutely nothing interesting to talk about.
The only thing that IS working is my bladder.
Maybe I will talk to you again later.

Posted by: granny1947 | October 23, 2014

Granny is mentally disturbed.


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Hello All.

I got a call from ML’s son just now.
Her organs are failing and they are going to put her on a dialysis machine.
There is only a 5% chance that this will help.
If it was up to me I would ask her if she wanted to stay on life support.
I am quite sure she would say no.
Then I would ask she be given a massive dose of morphine and switch everything off.
I care too  much for her to let her suffer like this.
But I am not her son or her husband and I guess I have to respect their wishes.

I mentioned this to another friend this morning.
She said she had better see a lawyer to ban me from visiting her if (God forbid) she was ever terminally ill.
So, she would like to battle it out.
I know ML.
She has had enough.
All I know is I would hate to go through week after week going through living hell.

I don’t think I am afraid of dying.
I don’t THINK so.
If there is no afterlife then there is no problem because you are gone.
If there is an afterlife(and I like to think there is) then there are a lot of people, I love very dearly, to meet me.

Let’s get off the morbid subject of death and dying.
My car came back from the panel beaters while I was in Cape Town.
When I went to get into it yesterday I noticed a big dent near the back light.
The assessor mentioned the dent when he phoned me but I thought he was talking about a tiny dent caused by an erratic trolley driver.
This one definitely happened in the accident.
Anyway, I phoned the assessor and he has arranged for the car to go back to the panel beaters on Monday.
Once again, big kudos to Dial Direct.
They have been more than fantastic.
I don’t know how I never noticed this second dent but I think all my attention was on the BIG dent in the front.
Maybe shock causes selective viewing.

My son phoned me this morning to find out if my back is better.
I told him it was still twinging but was much better and I am no longer crying from the pain.
His reply?
Mom, you are such a girl!
He has only just noticed?????

Posted by: granny1947 | October 22, 2014

Granny thinks about wills.


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Hello All.

Yes, I have been thinking very hard.
So hard it is almost hurting.
I don’t have a will.
Well, I do but I haven’t completed it yet.
I shall do it tomorrow.
I am glad I never got around to completing it.
Because I now want to add something.
I MUST NOT BE KEPT ON LIFE SUPPORT.

I wonder how they decide when to switch off all the plugs?
It must be difficult.
If you are unconscious and completely dependant on machines it is quite simple.
But I look at ML’s situation.
She is horribly aware of what is going on.
So I guess that makes it more difficult to switch everything off.

Can the doctor ask her if she wants to stay on the ventilator?
I am quite convinced if they asked ML  she would signal for them to switch it off.

Now I need to pick one of my kids to pull the plug.
Not my elder daughter.
She is as soft as butter and would never agree.
Elder son would probably be a likely candidate.
He PRETENDS to be hard.
I am not sure about younger son.
Maybe my younger daughter.
She doesn’t talk to me anyway.
She might do it.
The granddaughter I adopted would never do it.
Maybe I must train Jasmine.
One bark for yes and two barks for no.

Talking about dogs,  I met the new puppy next door just now.
A Pitbull.
Not my favourite dogs.
But, right now, it is so cute.

Walking on my beach was wonderful.
Happy dogs.
Happy people.
Happy me.
I was just sorry I only managed to get down there once.
But I took quite a few photos.
You will see them ALL

Posted by: granny1947 | October 21, 2014

Granny is breathtaking.


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Hello All.

So, where did I get to?
Not very far it seems.

The days have blurred into each other but I will do my best to unravel them.

There were moments of humour.
Not many, but one I shall never forget. I think it was on Saturday. ML was looking so much better and she signalled to me to lift her bed. And, no, I didn’t shoot her into the air. I did it slowly and carefully but she kept wanting to go further until she was almost sitting upright.

And I heard something fall on the floor. I looked down and there  was a thick tube which I picked up. I glanced out the window just in time to see a look of horror on the faces of the nurses. Who then came rushing in, throwing on protective clothing as they ran. I asked if the tube was important. It was. It was her ventilator!!! I felt better when I learned that this has happened a couple of times. So, it wasn’t something I had done.

On Sunday her breathing had improved to such an extent that they were planning to take the ventilator out so she could talk. They took it out but,  during the night,  things went horribly wrong. Her blood pressure plummeted and her blood count did not look good. When I came in on Monday for the morning hour she looked dreadful . She cried a little and my heart broke for her.

When I went in the afternoon they had sedated her. I sat and held her hand. And felt guilty because, for the first time, I was thinking “Thy will be done”. I care too much for her to want her to suffer like this. She is fully aware of everything going on around her. This must be like the worst kind of torture for her. A couple of weeks would have been bearable. But, to lie like that week after week, staring at the ceiling, is just too much. This must be like a constant nightmare for her. She does not deserve it.

Just to finish off my visit in style I put my back out last night. I might have just turned awkwardly or it was the culmination of all the driving in rush hour traffic in ML’s tank of a car. Or, simply stress. Whatever. This morning I could barely get dressed. I got home, took a couple of pain killers and went to bed with a hot water bottle. My wonderful boss was very understanding. Hopefully, by tomorrow I will be back to abnormal.

p.s.

Why do WP keep messing my paragraphs around?

Posted by: granny1947 | October 18, 2014

Granny flies South


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Hello All.

Yes, believe it or not, I am in my beloved Cape Town.
But, it is a bitter sweet trip.

My friend Ml, who has now been in ICU for an incredible 7 weeks, signed to her son that  she wanted to see me.
She refused to see anyone else.
So I flew down on Friday morning.

It has been SO hard to see her lying there.
Unable to talk.
Or eat.
Or breathe on her own.
My heart goes out to her.

Fortunately, I am able to babble on and on and her son says she has bucked up.
I have even managed to get a few smiles out of her.
But, it is taking it out on me.
She is in isolation so I have to go in in gowns and masks etc.
This is not my best look.

Damn, supper is ready.
Don’t want to spoil some VERY expensive steak.
I am with my elder son and DIL.
I will write more tomorrow.
Or just now.

Posted by: granny1947 | October 12, 2014

Granny and now you see her and now you don’t.


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Hello All.

Another week has passed and I haven’t blogged. Naughty Granny.

This is not going to be a long post either. It is nearly wine time. Though I suppose I could sip and type at the same time.

I got my car back on Wednesday. She looks brand new. And, they even got ALL  Jasmine’s hairs off the back seat. The panel beaters fetched me at the airport so I could drop off the hired car. I took the above pic on the way back to their workshop. Where I asked if they had done the wheel alignment. Nope. One of the guys took me around a couple of blocks and said it felt fine but if I wasn’t happy they would fetch it the next day to have the alignment done.

On the way back home, along the freeway, I felt the car was pulling to the right very slightly. I phoned the next day and they duly picked the car up from my office. Turns out she has a bent control arm and lower frame. I have no idea what that means but it does not sound good. Thank heavens I insisted on having the alignment done. Anyway, they loaned me one of their cars and my yellow baby is still in hospital. Their car is also an Atos but bright red. With a clutch from hell.

On the way to work on Friday, a truck had broken down in the left hand lane on the highway. Someone must have come down too fast and there was a four car pile up. I have to confess I am not a happy driver at the moment. I know I will get over it but I am still nervous.

In other news people are starting to move into the complex. We have a young policeman and his wife and small kid next door. I haven’t met her but he seems very nice. He came over to ask us a few questions. Turns out he uses about R800 of electricity a month. Wow. We seem to be getting away with about R300 or less. The solar panel definitely helps a lot. Theirs will be higher than ours. She bakes for a hobby. That doesn’t happen here. They bath. That doesn’t happen here. Though, I hasten to add, we DO shower. AND they use a tumble drier. I am far too mean for one of those. Real power guzzlers.

A Chinese man has moved into the house on the other side of the policeman. I have seen his car but not him. I hear he is in I.T. This could be useful. Someone has moved in on the other side of HIM but I haven’t seen them either.

I have had a cooking weekend. This is so unusual I shall blog about it tomorrow. I am actually loving pottering around in the kitchen. Maybe I shall start knitting in my old age. But don’t hold your breath.

I have no idea why my paragraphs all disappear when I post.

Or why WP have changed things again.
It took me ages to find out how to get to my dashboard.
Then I spotted a TINY little house and bingo!

AND…is anyone else getting really disgusting spam mail?
What have I posted that makes them think I am a likely target????

Posted by: granny1947 | October 5, 2014

Granny has a lazy day.


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Hello All.

I have just come back from a brisk walk. Jasmine is getting old. At one stage she came to a dead stop.
And took a breather.
Oh Dear.
No snakes today.
Thank God.

I tried to download the picture of the snake again and found my batteries are flat.
This is bad news as I have just recharged them.
Think they have gone to battery heaven.
My E-reader also seems to have done it’s thing.
I don’t use it but I have lent it to my Dad.
He loves it as I can enlarge the writing for him.
Will just have to bite the bullet and get him a new one.
He loves reading.
And I have just downloaded ALL  Jeffrey Archer’s books for him.
Don’t ask me where I got them. If I tell you I will have to kill you.

The Sunday papers are, once again, filled with allegations of our esteemed president’s corruption.
One would think the ANC (the ruling party) would get rid of him.
But he has surrounded himself with yes men.
And they like their purses full.
This country is on a downward spiral.
All because of one man and rampant corruption.
I weep for my beloved country.

Nothing interesting to talk about today.
Except for the dream I had this afternoon.
I was in a big house somewhere.
My elder son and his family were there.
I understand dreaming about them as it is my granddaughter’s 10th birthday today and I spoke to her earlier.
For some reason my late Dad was also there.
And I had FOUR roasts going in this massive stove.
I turned on the cooker hood and everything blew.
The stove, fridge and microwave were all history.
And I was trying to rescue the meat.
Make of it what you can!!!

Posted by: granny1947 | October 4, 2014

Granny and it finally happened.


my sick baby Hello All. Don’t know if I will get this post published. My machine is on a dead slow right now.

Yes, I finally saw a snake on my walk. My heart nearly stopped. Even though it was very small. But, I believe, the babies are just as poisonous as their Mommies and Daddies. Then I realised it was dead. Phew. Sorry nature lovers.

I haven’t posted in a while. Maybe you noticed. I have been down in the dumps. And I have no idea why. Don’t think it is my car. I am over that. Although, I am very cautious driving the hired car.

The good news is I didn’t have to pay any excess. I was so relieved. The insurance company has been more than fabulous. They hired the car for ten days and said I must let them know today if I need it for the additional five days. I tried several numbers but it was out of office hours so I phoned the hire company. They said my insurance company phoned them yesterday and extended the hire!!! Dial Direct you rock!!!!

Mex is back from Johannesburg. He had a good time with his three kids but was pleased to be back. He went straight into the bedroom and unpacked his case. Then he came into the lounge. That man misses nothing. Looked at his chair and said the dog had been on it. Looked at my chair. Also full of ginger hair. Looked at the third arm chair. Same story.

When we lived in Cape Town Jasmine had her own armchair. I could just picture her trying all these chairs out. In her doggy mind there were three chairs and only two of us. YES, my dog CAN count. I was laughing. But I kept it hidden. All Mex could say was “I’ll kill that frigging dog” Of course he does know that if he ever did that he would join her in the hereafter.

Oh yes, the shadow in my last post makes me look twenty months pregnant. It is my shopping bag. I promise!

OK…I have no idea why this has put in the pic of my car again.

Let’s try for the snake.

Nope…I keep getting an error message…you will just have to believe me.

Ok…and now all my paragraphs have disappeared.

I give up!!!

Posted by: granny1947 | September 25, 2014

Granny has a SMASHING time.


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Hello All.
Yes, I have had a smashing time.
And not at the party.

I was on my way to work this morning, and just down the road from our complex, a car sailed out of a side street and into the side of me.
This is NOT how you want to start your day.
I was shaking like a leaf.
And then, like a complete idiot, I couldn’t stop crying!
What the hell?

I have had a great couple of hours.
Talking to the insurance company and arranging for the car to be towed.
They took my baby away just now.
Shame, I felt so sorry for her.

Fortunately, I am covered for car hire for 15 days so I hope they fix the car in that time.
Unfortunately, I have to put down a deposit of R1500.00 for fuel.
But, I will get this back.
Also I have to pay R3250.00 excess but will get that back too.
What I WON’T get back is my bucks back bonus.
Even though the accident was not my fault they say a claim is a claim.
Think I might try to fight that.

The guy who hit me was very sweet.
Took full blame.
Phoned the police.
Was very concerned about me.
As well he should have been.
I told him he was the same age as my daughter and should show more respect for the elderly!

Our complex is the only place above his street.
I guess he was so used to never seeing any cars coming down from the complex that he never even looked to the left.
I bet he does from now on.

Now, my brother is coming to fetch me to pick up the hired car.
So I had better get this published.
I hope you lot have a better day!!!!

Posted by: granny1947 | September 23, 2014

Granny has a senior moment


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Hello All.
What have I done?
What the HELL have I done?
I have been dumb, dumb, dumb.

My boss came through to me this morning and asked if I wanted to go out tonight.
Hastening to reassure me he wasn’t asking me out on a date.
Not that I thought he was!

Apparently, our company has been given an award for something or other.
By the bargaining council.
Whoever they are.
No-one here wanted to go.
Which should be a warning to me.

I phoned Mex and he agreed to go.
He hates going anywhere.
It’s amazing what the offer of free food and drink does.

It is a cocktail party.
I assume this means I can’t wear my jeans and a T.shirt.
I don’t own a dress.
Or a skirt.
Seriously, I do not have ONE dress in my wardrobe.
I do have some silky type pants.
They will have to do.
I AM going to wear sandals.
I think it is going to be as hot as Hades tonight.

On the upside….I should have something to tell you tomorrow.

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