I'm still standing!

     It's been 18 months since I last sat here to talk to you, and I'm sure many of you have already given up on me, quite rightly. I don't really know where to start, but have to start somewhere so here goes: time has whizzed by for most of us, I suspect, without much to show for it. The dreaded Virus has kept us in check and behind closed doors for much of the time. At least that's how it has been for me and most of my friends, some of whom are still patently scared to go out and about and get back to 'normal' whatever that might be.  

    And still I'm procrastinating.. now it is August 2022, amazingly, and I have been putting off any communication with this Blogging world (or any other come to that). I can even begin to see how people lose touch with their previous worlds. Even running about as I was a couple of years ago is now a dim and distant memory, and I hate the fact that I can't do it any more. Anyway, let's move on. Doctors and tests  have been my  main concern this year so far and I can't keep on with it.

    In  the meantime, Daughter has actually got married: it was a really lovely day in the middle of May this year, and she  looked wonderful of course. All the families and friends were ready for a celebration and it didn't disappoint. Daughter had been planning it for over a year and it had been delayed, thanks to the bloody virus, like so many other happy events. We all gathered at Brighton Registry Office, which was surprisingly lovely, with curved wooden sort-of pews for the guests, and it was a very nice atmosphere.  Daughter was walked "down the Aisle" by big Grandson who is now 18  and looked so smart in his Wedding Suit. It was all very emotional. Son, his partner and little Grandson were there too of course plus so many other people, only half of whom I knew really - mostly new Hubby's family. It does seem strange that my beloved Daughter is now a wife and has a husband, but there it is - and very happy they are too. Notable absentees were  her Father, not able to  travel from New Zealand because he has prostate cancer and is  not doing too well.. and my bad-tempered Sister who would have undoubtedly been the bad fairy and cast a black cloud over the proceedings.. ah well. In the end we all  had a lovely day and evening, and I was lucky enough to take Little Grandson home with me  while the others continued with the celebrations. A very good time was had by all , and now I also have a Son in Law!!  Lucky me...

 

Adding to the List.

        Well, dear Reader, it seems that I'm not the all-singing, all-dancing person I used to be! According to the (private) Doctor, I'm very lucky to have reached this age (82) without any serious ailments and without having to take serious medication. Lucky me! I've had the chest x-ray and it seems I have a slightly enlarged heart. I  have been taking blood pressure pills which have worked very well to reduce my blood pressure (without side effects) and that may help the heart situation. Next is an Ultrasound scan of the heart, and then a review of my blood pressure followed by my appointment with the Neurologist who will hopefully shed some light on the shaky hands. Phew! I've postponed my eye appointment until the end of the month and hope that by then I'll know a bit more. Add to these the hearing aids which drive me mad getting caught up in mask strings, and the dodgy knees, and it makes you wonder if it's worth going on!! What a list of ailments, I think I need to get a grip....

        Enough of all that, I  can hardly believe that it's the end of Summer already. I was blessed though by a longed-for visit from Spain: Son and little Grandson came for a whole week which was wonderful. We  had some proper family time, going on the Zip Wire and loads of those scary rides on the Pier (not me - I sat and watched). We had fish and chips too, and though I was rather slow everyone had a really good time. The next day, Sunday, they all came here for lunch and the week just rolled on from there. Poor Son had to do a couple of Covid tests, all negative, and managed to get the 'flu or at least a very bad cold, so had to be dosed up for all their activities. Grandson played football non-stop and we also watched the football on TV. They did manage a trip to London to see friends, and to go to the Spurs new Stadium, and the London Eye. I don't know how they did it all in a day, but they did. Boundless energy I guess. Anyway, we did just about everything and I dropped them off at Brighton Station on Saturday, sad to see them go, but having loved every minute of it. So, dear Reader, you find me still here, hanging on by my fingertips, but wishing I was there in sunny Spain with them!!