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It's here, it's now and I'm still able to function, unlike Hubby who is confined to bed with his back pain. I have started him on my Voltarol/Valium cure all in the hope I can head off a repeat of two years ago when he was pole-axed for three weeks. On that occasion the docs were prescribing drugs for me to give him by injection, what a trusting man letting me stick long needles in his bum. Since this is all in confidence, it did get to the point where I realised why I'm a midwife, and not a nurse. I have huge amounts of sympathy/empathy, but they are short-lived. After two weeks of tending to him round the clock, he couldn't even get out of bed to the loo, I started to fantasise about giving him an overdose. On one of his visits the G.P commented that I must be finding it hard going, he had just been witness to how loudly and long Hubby could groan for, and suggested that I might like to go and see him so he could give me something to get through Hubby's infirmity!
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(4.4.05 10:19) Happy Birthday to you Squashed tomatoes in stew Bread and butter in the gutter Happy Birthday to you. )I used to sing that in the 70's and thought you might recognise it? Sounds like you had a great time and I am really proud to know you and have benefitted from your care and advice. Lots of Love Musey Chiccy xxxxxx |
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(4.4.05 10:41) I'm so forgetful! Candy as promised. |
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(4.4.05 10:50) Chiccy - Ah, the memories, I'm positively rejuvenated now. Thankyou. |
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(4.4.05 10:57) Your welcome - I hope you have a great day. Left you a note on the previous entry too. |
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(4.4.05 13:34) Happy Birthday. |
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(4.4.05 13:36) there is nothing in the world as difficult to nurse as a man with a bad back. The disire to relive his suffering peranatly is a finely balanced between your love for your husband and not wanting to spend your days in prison, much sympathy to you.... |
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(4.4.05 13:55) Thanks Princess (I read your blog!)At the moment the balance is OK, he is sedated and, more importantly, quiet. |
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(4.4.05 17:00) HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
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(4.4.05 18:57) Look. On behalf of mankind let's get something straight. When a man catches a virus it is always a more devastating kind than those that affect women. Similarly, the pain receptors in a man's body are highly tuned and his suffering is that much more worse ... honest, I read it in a book. Much sympathy to your fella. |
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(4.4.05 21:50) HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! (My head doesn't hurt now)....Hubby's bad back: It wasn't the fencing with walking sticks was it???? [IanB attempts to hide guilty look] |
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(4.4.05 22:24) Happy birthday big sis Its not one to miss you're 50 today so you need a big kiss! Xxxxx I'm just so talented, I should write a book of poetry! I hope Jack made plenty of noise today and drowned out hubby's moans and groans. Kiss him better from me. |
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(5.4.05 10:05) IanB - I din't think it was the fencing, far more likely to have been the Peter Kaye, Show me way to Amarillo, impersonation. Matilda - Wow, She's a poet, and now we know it. Dave - It's not that men are all woosies then? MJ - I love the smilies. |
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(6.4.05 17:13) Sorry I'm late! Not that bad, really, is it? See? |
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(6.4.05 17:27) Pog - It's worse. I've turned, instantly into a Grumpy Old Woman. Janet Street-Porter has nothing on me
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(6.4.05 17:29) Nonsense. That's just hubby-with-bad-back syndrome. You'll be better soon. Honest. |
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