Hopefully I have my laptop back (for the most part anyway)

Mum is using Sissy's. Sissy never really uses hers (a lovely Sony that she got for uni... all she does is watch videos and put songs on her iPod). Hopefully this means that I have mine back, and I've so missed it I can tell you.

Hopefully it means that I can be around more than I'd thought I would be. I was so bored and frustrated using the old laptop yesterday, it got so bad that I shut the thing down and watched tv instead!

Explaining my possible absence

So Mum is having to send her laptop away for repairs... which means that I'm going to have to let Mum use my laptop as she does vastly more online than I do (talking to peeps on MSN and playing Farmville and stuff like that... my time online is usually limited to posting in forums and playing DragCave).

They are coming to collect it between 1-7pm today (!) and it could be gone for 3-10 days (depending on the problem... we are hoping it's just the fan as it's making a nasty whirring noise, so hopefully it should be a fairly easy fix... LOLOLOL!!)

Mum is quite upset at it going, but it should come back better than it is now, so it's all good.

It means that my online time is going to be severely limited so if I'm not around, now you know why (plus my arm is killing me, so it may do me some good).

Talk soon, take care, and be good until I get back (and if you can't be good, be careful, hehe).

 

Now the HOUSE looks like a bomb site!

Sissy went down to Brighton yesterday and got her stuff... at present it is in our front room... which means that no one else can get in there *sigh* She put some of it away earlier, but after spending the bank holiday drinking with her parents and their friends at her parents house (in Clacton) both she and Pingu were knackered and stopped the putting away after three bags... which leaves the bulk of it still in the front room! The other girls weren't happy on learning that they have no tv down there now (as the set in their front room was Sissy's)... but they have been such huge bitches that I feel no sympathy for them. They have shafted Sissy on paying for the last cable bill to the tune of £133! It should have been split four ways, but they are refusing to pay their three shares and seeing as the bill is in Sissy's name it leaves her having to pay for it all herself! One of them has also taken one dvd out of her Friends box set, and as two of the girls had locked their bedroom doors, there was no way she could get it back again!!

Who knows when the rest will get put away... Pingu is back to work from today and that leaves Sissy to put it all away herself (she can be really fussy and I don't want to get in her way... plus I still have to find a place to put all of the stuff that I had to move in order for her to get her stuff in!)

I have put my books away as best I can... "best" being piled up in rows three to four foot high outside my bedroom door! All of my bookcases are full and the floor seemed the safest place, lol.

The good news is (after getting attacked by more dust than I have ever seen in my life!) that on sorting them all out, I found books that I never knew I had and that I was actually going to go out and buy... I found Peter Pan - JM Barrie, The Iliad and The Odyssey - Homer, Classics like The Phantom of the Opera, The Hunchback of Notre Dame and also things I'd forgotten all about, my complete set of Adrian Mole books (which still make me laugh), a huge compilation of all of the Sherlock Holmes stories, my Asterix comic books, a complete set of The Worst Witch stories (I loved them, and on reading Harry Potter it all seemed very familiar having read them), all of my Clive Cussler adventure novels and a book titled Sherlock Holmes vs Dracula... which I'm about to start reading now.

I took my library books back the other day and I was going to have a look and see what they had, and then I thought to myself, why am I bothering?! I probably have more books than they do, and most of mine are unread (or read so long ago they could do with re-reading lol). So I left empty-handed.

I was determined that not one book was going to leave this house, and none of them have... I was even prepared to stack them on my bedroom floor. I put all of the books that I wasn't all that fussed about into a huge wooden tallboy, and then put the sofa back in front of the doors. The books are safe, dust-free and out of the way. There is still lots to do (both in my room and also the rest of the house) but we have the rest of this school holiday off (no kids here) so we can go at our own pace... very handy seeing as Mum's hand still hasn't healed after Josh bit her... it's been four weeks now and she is on her fourth set of antibiotics!! She also has to change her dressing every day, but it is slowly getting better... very slowly mind - but then I suppose slowly better is preferable to not getting better at all!

So, this all means that Pingu has moved in with us (and will hopefully start paying some actual rent from his next pay day, which will help the mortgage)... Sissy has been accepted at one of the uni's up here so she is probably going to finish her degree at the South Bank come September... and everything else will be handled as it comes along LOL! Having made a sort of desk of an old shelf across some books in front of my bedroom window I can update my blog and written journal without the chance of getting "caught" by Sissy, and fortunately the wireless broadband actually seems to work in my room now, which has pleased me no end.

And to top it all off I actually managed to get an egg at DragCave that I've been desperately trying to snag since last year (I'm sure that it being Memorial Day in America is the reason I was able to get it, though... a total fluke, lol!... still, I'm not complaining). A good end to a tiring weekend.

Spent the last four hours at the hospital in A&E (ER)...

... after the autistic guy we look after went on a temper rampage and bit Mum's had until it bled!! In the end his Mum and I managed to man-handle him into our back room and lock him in until he'd calmed down (which took about ten minutes or so!)

I have never seen Josh so angry as he was tonight... it scared me (the rage, not him personally), especially when he had his mouth locked on Mum's hand and wouldn't let go. I had to put my fingers in his mouth and force it open before he released her hand.

Mum cried, Josh's Mum cried and I was close to tears, but I managed to calm myself down (I have no idea how).

After getting seen by the doctor, Mum had to have a tetanus booster shot in her arm (queue my looking nauseous and looking away while taking many deep breaths!) and they gave a her a dumb sling to keep her arm elevated (to help reduce the swelling) some antibiotics (to kill any potential infection from the bite) and also some painkillers.

I feel dead tired and feel as if I could sleep for a hundred years. Josh also hurt me, although at the time I didn't even feel it... gotta love adrenaline! He has scratched the back of my neck, and I also have a few little marks on my hands and arms... Mum got the worst of him, sadly... though he would have bitten me if he'd had the chance, as I was restraining him (just prior to locking him in the room) he tried to bite me six times, but I dodged him.

I feel so sorry for his Mum... she is always walking on eggshells around him, never knowing if he's going to turn on her like he did tonight (and tonight proved that he can turn in the blink of an eye, as one minute he was playing with Mum and the next he was attacking her for no reason and had a look of pure hatred on his face, it was horrible!!)... and she'd be all on her own with him, as Josh's Dad seems to have better things to do than help with the care of his son :( We've said that if she has any problems with Josh over the bank holiday weekend, or if she needs a break or if he goes for her in any way, that she can call us and we'll be straight round (their house is about a five minute drive from here). It doesn't help that Josh is 6'1", weighs more than she does and is as strong as an ox and his Mum is about 5'6" and a size 10 (if that) with a weak back... I only came off so well as I'm stronger, heavier and roughly the same height... basically he didn't stand a chance as he ended up dealing with the one person that is not scared of him in any way! (and sadly he has the bruised shoulders to prove it... for which I apologised to his Mum about as I never intended to mark him like that).

Anyway... I've just had a quick bite to eat, as I'd had nothing to eat since about 2pm, and I think I'm going to clean my wounds and go to bed. What an end to Beltane :(

What a way to start the new year!!

I had a headache, and I only had one newcastle brown ale shandy, so I can't even blame the drink, LOL!!

I actually made some resolutions for this year, I will probably break them all, but I'll have a go just the same, hehe.

1. Eat more sensibly.
2. Lose some weight (at least two stone).
3. Get more exercise.
4. Chill out and stop moaning.
5. Stop worrying.
6. Stay positive.

I have already broken no. 4 though as Dad seems to have taken up smoking again... what a stupid thing to do, he hadn't smoked for nearly eight months, and he's gradually smoking more and more. I'm so very disappointed in him for doing that!! His lung capacity is much reduced as it is what with the asthma and the slight asbestosis that he has, not to mention that he's also overweight, so his starting again is just stupid (and has made me really angry with him!!) So far today he's promised to stop twice, and he's just come out and taken a cigarette from Mum so his promises are worth nothing, it seems!! I've noticed that his breathing has also gotten worse and he sounds just like he did when he used to smoke before... the only way I can see him stopping is if Mum stops, too, and I can't see her doing that (and why should she have to just so that Dad does?)

A little good news...

... we went to the fracture clinic, and after spending two hours there, all told, the doctor said that Mum hasn't got any kind of break in her elbow, arm or neck and she just has a bad sprain and bruising and stiffness from the fall. So happy that nothing's broken... we celebrated by doing... the weekly shop! How damned exciting, hehehe!

I feel so tired

My eyes are stinging and feel as if they are lined with carpet, they feel raw. Maybe because I didn't get much sleep last night, about four hours by the time I did everything that I wanted to do around the house, washed my hair and hung up the washing to dry (plus I was watching some Inspector Morse and I got kind of engrossed in it, LOL!)

I don't think that I'm going to be late to bed tonight, Mum has to go to the fracture clinic at 9.40 tomorrow morning, and I'm hoping that her elbow is just sprained or bruised and not broken in any way. She's full of aches and pains today, which is only to be expected in the circumstances. Her nose is quite swollen, but the redness is fading and she has a lovely black (left) eye.

For some reason I seem to have an annoying tic in my left eye, probably a stress thing, I often get it, I also need some new glasses (which I'm hoping to get in the new year when I get paid... thirteen weeks now and still nothing **fumes**).


I had an idea about a tattoo last night, the wartime phrase "Keep Calm and Carry On"... it perfectly describes the way I deal with things. Sometimes I can appear a little too calm for some people. I un-nerve Sissy sometimes with the way I handle situations, as I refuse to get in a flap and worry about things that may not be worth worrying about... but I have to handle things that way or else I'll just go completely to pieces and be of no use to anyone at all. Maybe I'm just too old before my time, or maybe I've just come to the conclusion that there is very little point in worrying about things as it gets you nowhere and can actually end up doing more harm than good. I'm often reminded of a phrase that I've seen about the 'net "Everything will be alright in the end, if it's not alright, it's not the end!"

Damn! I was so scared then!!

My Mum fell over today. She fell off of our large settee whilst putting up our festive decorations and landed on her face, arm and chest! Her nose was bleeding and she'd pushed her teeth through her bottom lip, she'd hurt her arm and her neck and for a few seconds I was in a total panic as to what to do!

Me and Dad got her up off the floor and after a few minutes she started to look very bad, she was shaking, very wobbly on her feet and had trouble thinking straight. I said about calling an ambulance, but she said no, so I took her straight to the hospital and while she was there she started to perk up a bit (much to my relief). After two and a half hours we were able to come home and there appears to be nothing seriously wrong... there are a few minor things, but nothing that needed stitches, bandages, plaster casts or having to stay in overnight. Also there was no sign of any head trauma or concussion, which was my biggest worry... I've seen programmes where people have suffered head injuries and died as a result, so just to have that ruled out is a great relief!

We have to go back tomorrow to the fracture clinic as the doctor wasn't happy with her right elbow and wants them to have a more detailed look at it, but seeing as she fell from about four feet, straight down, I suppose that she was fairly lucky to get away with a possibly broken nose, a split lip, a cracked rib, a jarred neck and possibly a fractured elbow (to be confirmed tomorrow). She got some painkillers and a foam collar and cuff for her arm and we came home... in record time, too (in the past we have waited longer than the total time it took today just to be seen, so I'm grateful that more people were careful this weekend, LOL).

I have to say that I was so frightened when I found her laying on the floor... one of my greatest fears is losing my parents, although I realize one day I will have to face that fear, just not anytime in the near future if possible. I need them more than I ever realized.