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Bummer, here it is 4:37 pm central Canada daylight savings time, which I think makes it 8:37 pm uK time this week, and I have to sit here for another hour or so staring at my monitor, too tired to do any actual work, but waiting for the weekend work to drop on my head via my inbox. (A piece just did 10 minutes ago, so I'm probably cool, but I can't assume.)
So I guess it's time for another instalment of:
*** My Mum Sends Email! ***
From earlier this week ... in a senior citizen's apartment building somewhere on the outskirts of Toronto ... the far outskirts, the part you can't get to from here without spending hours on an intercity bus and a couple of hours sitting on a bench in deepest Toronto waiting for the transfer ... to spend another couple of hours on a bus ...
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Here's the scoop from [mum' s street].
[Mum] decided to add a challenge to her life and tripped over something that was where it shouldn't have been, all having to do with having my carpets cleaned and not putting a small basket with magazines and catalogues back where it belonged.
I pitched myself forward, smacked the side of my face on [brother's shop class] coffee table, flat, not on the corner, and somehow managed to fracture my right knee on the floor.
I thought I had just sprained it or tore some ligaments, it happened Tuesday early evening, [sister and partner] both came up to check on me but I wasn't having any bad effects from my face injury, LOTS of blood - nothing like England [mum pitched herself head-first on the paving stones in Stoke Newington 15 years ago and we spent our last night there in a hospital waiting room], so I hobbled around, couldn't put much weight on it, I had a great deal of sympathy for you, [other brother], when you injured your ankle but have a lot more now.
So here's what happened yesterday.
[Sister] said she would take me to the hospital but I decided to do it by ambulance which worked out well. I was fast tracked partly I guess by being brought in by ambulance, and by the time [sister] got there I was in a room waiting for the doctor.
Then followed xrays which showed the fracture, it's on the top of the bottom part of the knee, and I had a brace put on, a visit from the physio person and strict instructions to put no weight on that leg.
The physio lady showed me a walking gismo which I could hop on one leg with which I tried but knew I couldn't handle - hopping on one leg?!!??! So [sister] and I decided to rent a wheelchair, so far I have a sort of a push chair on wheels, using one leg, as it seemed a better size for the apt. but might change it to a regular one.
I also have a walker with no wheels which I just leave in the bathroom to get me onto the toilet, she also got me a raised toilet seat, so are you having as much fun as I am?
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My mum is 80, recall, and was about to have her final chemo treatment for the lymphoma diagnosed 18 months ago ...
Can I get away from work? Nope. Not this month.
Hopefully, the government here will fall by the end of the month, there will be an election, I will have no work, and I can go stay with my mum for a week!
It turns out -- if you make two fists and put the knuckles of one against the other, that's what your knee joint is like. The top of her tibia, the lower leg bone, is a flat plateau. And she has two cracks in the top of it, X shaped, and can't put weight on for three months.
But hey, at least I don't have to worry that her brain is going. ;)
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Your mum sure doesn't do things by halves and she has retained her sense of humour lol. Shouldn't laugh but she sounds a little like my mum - or are all ladies of a certain age like that? Will we be like that do you think?
Sue
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I only wish all ladies of a certain age were like that -- then my mum wouldn't be surrounded by misery gutses in her small (4-floor) building in a small town.
She does have a few lovely neighbours. One very little lady is currently looking after a big tall woman in her 90s who is going strong but just had abdominal surgery (a cyst on the appendix, who's ever heard of that?), and a couple of others are currently out of commission too.
So two of the other nice ones have been delivering lunches and suppers to the out of commission ones and to the little lady doing the caring for the operated one.
Will we be like that?
What, you mean ... old?
Never. ;)
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Great that she has such lovely neighbours.
I hope I do get old - not too keen on the alternative lol I just want to keep my sense of humour and be one of those feisty old ladies who don't take rubbish from anyone. I want to still have a yen for learning and be able to connect with the younger generations. I'm working on it now before I pass middle age into old age and then elderly.
Read a news article the other day that described a 63 y.o. woman as elderly lol
Sue
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I know -- when I'm using my mum's mishaps as an excuse for something, and I call her "elderly", I always feel like such a liar. ;)
I figure if we're going to be feisty, we need to practise. I think I'm getting pretty good!
It's past 5 p.m. here and I'm going to release myself from the yoke and go lie on the chesterfield and find a Star Trek to watch somewhere in teevee land.
What is it there, like pre-9 a.m. on a Saturday?? This daylight savings thing discombobulates me, especially when we're out of sync with the other part of the northern hemisphere briefly.
All the clocks ... of course that's No.1's job. At least he figured out our puzzlement last Saturday night.
We were watching ... a downloaded Dr. Who, I guess. (Cheese, this most recent series is bad.) I distinctly recalled looking at the clock on the digital box when we started, and it was 1:54 a.m. I promptly nodded off in my armchair. And he snored on the chesterfied. I woke up after a while. The same episode of Dr. Who was still on, but the clock said 3:20 a.m. This was a mystery I could not fathom. It puzzled me like an itch.
Two days later he brought it up, and by then we'd been through the daylight savings thing, and it struck me. I'd fallen asleep 5 minutes before the clocks changed, and the digital box is the only one that resets itself automatically. ;)
And a good weekend to all!
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It's 8:30 am here Janey. Cool and wet.
You have a good weekend too......and don't work too hard you feisty lady you:-))
Sue
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I hope your Mums knee heals well Janey . It must be quite a worry for you , not being able to visit her very easily . She sounds as if she is made of good strong stuff : )
Enjoy your Star Trek .
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Your Mum has a great attitude, Janey!
Hope she mends well and all those neighbours can keep helping each other
Lizx
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Thank you all. Where's Dizzi? She wanted to adopt my mum I think -- I was going to offer to share her now.
Sign up for your shift of mum care today. ;)
Had a long chat with her this morning, she's doing, well, as well as can be expected, and the neighbours are keeping her well fed.
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Send me the fare Janey and I will Mum sit for you lol
Lizx
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so you think the guvernmint will fall next week?
Hope your Mum mends well .............. and that you get time to go visit her.
sylvia
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