Tuesday, 22 June 2004

Action!

So the sun shone and Ditto had a better day today!


Action!

Thank goodness........

She is ok...........well not exactly ok but my worst fears were not realised!
The dog of course, had to take me for an arm wrenching drag and Ditto looked on with some displeasure when she realised that the mad animal shouting at her was attached to me! I always think I don't want to go but it does at least force me off this chair and into the nearest thing I have to a back garden. At 8 in the morning with the sun shining and a gentle breeze I am reminded why I like it here so much!


My 'back garden'

What's my next move

I have a German neighbour, a lady of about 60, the owner of the dog that on occasion takes me for a walk.

She has suddenly become a worry to me, yesterday she complained of chest and arm pains, she has angina and is awaiting tests. Despite my best endeavours she would not be persuaded to contact a doctor and so I took control of the dog and her domestic day to day stuff while she rested, feeling unable to enforce my thought that she should have at least some medical advice.

The dog took me for a walk again at 22.00 last night and having made sure she had my number and made her promise to take the key from the back of the door I left her to rest having assured me she was improved.

Thus far I have seen no sign of her this morning. Do I risk waking her and alarming her that I'm that concerned or do I give her a bit more time.........I wish I could remember what time the dog normally gets taken for his morning forray!

I think, with some trepidation, I will take the former course of action...........

Monday, 21 June 2004

Sunbathing

It having rained all day Ditto has had her activities somewhat curtailed, she has a strong dislike of getting herself wet!
Her bad day in mind, the moment the sun appeared this evening she felt it necessary to do a little sunbathing. She has miles and miles of interesting spots she could choose but no, instead she chose here!


Sunbather

Telephone troubles

A few days ago our 2nd telephone line was installed. Primarily to provide another internet connection although the other plus is that it means there is now some possibility that those who won't call our mobiles will be able to get hold of us within the decade!! Even we don't remain connected on two lines 24/7.

And so.....internet connection number two had been set up, the telephone connected to the less used line and we awaited our first call, a small excitement I know but not for 2 years has the phone rung here!......guess what......the first call, this morning, was a salesman and a persistent one at that. Suddenly I had to recall all my best put downs!! I remember vividly now why I liked being incommunicado so much...........

This sticks in my craw

I apologise if you are a dentist and reading this.....well actually,no I don't!

Dentists and the dental profession are currently on the top of my rant list and have been for the last few years.

We were all bought up to take care of our teeth, told time and time again that they are precious and to lose them would be terrible, had fluoride put in our water systems and marched fearfully every six months to the local dentist for a check up and any appropriate treatment.

What was that all for then when years later we discover that the dental profession is so damn greedy that thousand upon thousand of us now don't have access to a dentist at all!

I for one have been unable, despite many attempts, to see a dentist for nearly 3 years. The only option now open to me is to wait until a dental problem becomes severe and attend the accident and emergency department of my local hospital. So much for preventative measures and all the crap trotted out by this profession regarding early treatment and diagnosis! On one such visit I was 'patched up' by a very nice guy who then told me, with a wry smile, that I needed to get a dentist and get the problem treated thoroughly, he added almost as an afterthought that I would be unable too and that he would expect to see me again!!

There has also recently been much advertising by the British Dental Association regarding awareness of oral cancers and the need to have a dental check up regularly because as ever with the big C, early detection is integral to a successful outcome .......fat chance!

Do these 'professionals' not have a duty of care similar to that of a doctor, were many of them not educated in our schools and universities? Where then is their sense of fair play. It would appear that many of them don't see dentistry as anything more than a means to make a buck. Those currently practicing chose to go into the field when the NHS system was intact and so presumably understood how poorly paid (not) etc. they were going to be, before they even commenced their education, so why the sudden about turn? Economic self gratification is my guess!

So I have no great political understanding, I'm not completely aware of all the arguments I'm sure dentists present, I'm just a ordinary 'Jane Doe' and maybe you lot have a point, though I'm damned if I can see it. What I have yet to see is a poor dentist living in the rough part of town unable to feed his or her family!

Project this situation ten or twenty years and maybe I can see where you are all coming from. We will have a nation of individuals with horrendous dental problems and you will, if you haven't already done so by operating solely in the private sector, make your fortunes repairing all the damage caused by the current situation. You can't lose!!!

I don't want to hear you blame the government, the NHS or anyone else for that matter. We all live within those constraints one way or another. This is no longer for me about whether or not I can afford private treatment (which incidentally I can't) it is about not wanting to line the pocket of a profession that it appears to be without morals or integrity!!

I hope you can all sleep in your [water] beds at night!

Sunday, 20 June 2004

Is it just me?

I have discovered since I began this blogging thing that I now have a tendency to wander around my daily life, in it's less interesting moments, mentally writing my next or another post!

I seem in these moments to have a multitude of interesting ideas and a reasonable command of the English language. Why then as soon as I sit down infront of this infernal machine does whole lot desert me! Tsk.....

Is it just me??

Friday, 18 June 2004

Escape

Wooooooo...

They sent me home as soon as I arrived, job done! They might have called to save me the 30 mile trip but I'm not gonna complain :o)

I feel like a child let out of school early, all the better for it being so unexpected.

Retroguy!

So you wanted your name in print eh?.... I can do better than that! :o)
(Seems it wasn't only Menina and I playing with this. Lol)


Retroguy

Hrumph!

I am not a happy woman....
I apologise in advance for my impending absence , I have to work today from 16.00 until the wee small hours and then be back again for 07.00!
I HATE IT with a vengeance, it's only one day I know, no big deal really, it's the manipulation and company attitude that enforces it that really winds me up! I could bleat on about the specifics but I'll spare you that. :o)

Oh..... and I have included a guest map but that's giving me trouble as well (see my shoutbox). Any help appreciated.

Back in a day or two :o/

Thursday, 17 June 2004

I survived..........

.... a whole day away from this machine! :o)

Outlaws

'Outlaws' in this case is not a term used to describe individulas with a dubious criminal history, it is the only suitable term I can come up with for my partners parents in relation to myself. We are not technically married and therefor they are not my 'inlaws'!

So today we are off out of this green paradise to visit the outlaws in the real world, in this case the real world being Newcastle, a place full of fond childhood memories for me. My father, along with my partner, is a Geordie (very Freudian I know)and so many happy childhood holidays were spent at my grandprents in the Newcastle/Gateshead area.

The escape to the city also affords me some time for serious retail therapy,:o) one of the few things I miss in my field, along (time permitting) with dinner and maybe a movie :o)

A whole day away from my pc............will I cope!!?? Lol. :o)

Wednesday, 16 June 2004

I'm impressed

I apologise unreservedly.......Mr BT is as I type on his way as promised!

Real crazy.......

Well the day has dawned when our 2nd phone line is due to be installed, well theoretically at any rate! Excuse my scepticism but until the guy (or gal!) appears on my doorstep I'm not convinced....this is after all BT I am talking about.

Unfortunately this momentous occasion slipped my mind, along with the fact that I needed to be 'up and at it' by 07.30 and only re entered my thoughts as I dragged myself off IRC at something close to 04.00. I know...no sympathy and all that , my own doing but if this guy/gal does a 'no show' I will not be happy!

Along with Mr or Ms BT (this 'pc' stuff is hard work anon. poster)I should also get a visit from the postperson who in this case is a postman. I ordered some CD's a day or two ago, courtesy of an IRC friend who is vocals in a band..... Real Crazy Apartment. This lot are good, I mean really good and not because he is a friend of mine. It's hard to understand why we are subject to so much commercial musical banality when bands of this calibre exist relatively little known. Well it's not hard to understand, it's economics and A&R people but it borders on the insane. Don't take my word for it.... go listen and enjoy :o)