Dairy (Fandango’s Friday Flashback)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.

Oh, and thank you to Jennifer at Paperkutzs for allowing me to use her image.


Only had to go back a year today. Despite the title (my dumb attempt at humour) I was still quite new to WordPress, and was introducing myself to people. This one explains some of the charity work I did at the time. I’ll put the link to the post below, but I’ll write a line about what has happened post-COVID afterwards. The full post below is about five minutes.

Dairy

D’oh, I mean diary, honest! As I have just moved to WordPress, I thought I would briefly share what I will get up to today. Every other Wednesday, I go visit the ward where I was once a patient. So I’ll have lunch and will trot out to the bus stop (I no longer drive…yet) … Continue reading “Dairy”

I considered these guys my “main” charity, obviously because of the “stroke” link, but I fell out with the charity, before COVID was ever a thing, so I stopped volunteering in February of this year. As it happened, COVID then struck, and my time helping my other charity, Age UK, expanded to fill the void.

Holiday Time (Fandango’s Friday Flashback)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.

Oh, and thank you to Jennifer at Paperkutzs for allowing me to use her image.


Actually it was quite a difficult “find” today.

In previous years, I did not blog daily and a year ago, we were in the middle of Brexit, and we had just had an announcement from our government that, because they didn’t wish to listen to any dissent, they would suspend parliament. Not surprisingly, the courts subsequently decided that that was illegal. So possibly, when we hear about them wanting to tear up international treaties, we should not really be surprised?

But politics is tedious at the best of times, without re-running old battles, so I reached further back into my stroke days.

This was my first, and so far my only, holiday since the stroke. It highlights the exact reason I started the blog. Whilst previously I would have told you what we did, where we went, and so on, I notice that is muted. There is some of that, sure, but I mostly deal with things like how I coped in the room and on the bus, how I coped walking around the place, etc., things I would have just taken for granted before.

Even if I wemt on holiday today, and might be more likely just to say the same kind of things as I used to…. I’m still aware of the things I posted here – that is how stroke changes people. It’s funny because a lot of elderly people I know do not like being away from home for that very reason – their home has all these little aids to help themn get by with life, which a holiday home or hotel room does not.

Oh, and looking at the post, it looks like I chose it as my Flashback a year ago too – back then I did not post every day, so I’ve been kinda creative with the exact date… But it also must mean that I must have been taking part in this prompt for a whole year!

Holiday Time

I went away on holiday with my wife last week, my first time away from home since the stroke. We stayed in a “normal” room, i.e. not one for disabled people. Deliberate – I had to know if I could cope. It was an organised coach trip up to Scarborough. Aimed at more “senior” people, … Continue reading “Holiday Time”

The Eyes Have It (Fandango’s Friday Flashback)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.

Oh, and thank you to Jennifer at Paperkutzs for allowing me to use her image.


Today I found a post from around three years ago, about my eye health.

I talk in the post about a doctor saying I required treatment, and of wanting a second opinion. As it happened, when I next went, I saw my original doctor (we do not have the choice here of who we see), and he was unconcerned. So I was right to question the diagnosis.

My eyes aren’t any better, I have been told that the damage was permanent, but I can generally get by. Just on my eyes alone, I could drive (with glasses), although other effects of the stroke make driving difficult. Reading is a slow process, which is why I listen to most of your posts. I was told very early on that the only thing which could stop my eyes from getting worse was keeping control of my diabetes, and at least this is now well-controlled.

I’m still meant to have my eyes monitored regularly, but the appointments seem to have petered out. One appointment, my transport let me down; another appointment, they did not inform me until after the appointment had passed (unbelievable, but true). So all told it is probably 2 years since I have seen them. COVID will not have helped. My vision does not feel that it has deteriorated any, and my sugar control is good, but… I’d sooner rely on a scan than on my judgement.

Oh, and lastly, this blog used to be called “Stroke Survivor”, a pretty direct reference, which explains the initial comment.

The Eyes Have It

Although the name of this blog is health-related, I’ve been quite lucky that health issues haven’t come into play for a while. That changed last week. I’m diabetic. The odds are, it caused the stroke. It also caused problems with my eyes. I’ve had a couple of treatments and have had regular scans ever since. … Continue reading “The Eyes Have It”

Took The Plunge (Fandango’s Friday Flashback)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.

Oh, and thank you to Jennifer at Paperkutzs for allowing me to use her image.


I moved my blog from Blogger a year ago. I just had the renewal through a week ago, and from this post it looks like I actually moved all the posts a year ago today. I seem to remewmber I had some sorting out to do initially, but it was a good move.

In the post I mull over all the technical issues – I scratched ny head for a while – but in the end there is an obvious reason for choosing wp.com – the community. That we’re all already logged in just makes it so easy to interact with each other’s blogs. That makes it a no-brainer (for me at least).

Took the plunge

I’ve been toying with the idea of switching my blog from Blogger to “WordPress”. I put that term within quotes, because the first thing I had to learn was exactly what WordPress is! As it turns out, that’s not such a daft question. The core WordPress is a content management system. That is a familiar … Continue reading “Took the plunge”

Haunting (Fandango’s Friday Flashback)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.

Oh, and thank you to Jennifer at Paperkutzs for allowing me to use her image.


Gosh, I remember this from a year ago, about my volunteering for the UK’s Stroke Association, visiting stroke survivors on the ward.

I suppose I should just let you read the post, tell you that I wrote the answer in a later post then invite you to hunt for it. But it must be onerous enough to read one of my posts, let alone several.

I got around the identity problem I talk about by asking the partner directly next time. Discovered that it was the same person. It was heartbreaking to see her, knowing what she had once been. And she must only be in her late fifties, even now.

And it got worse for her, she suffered various setbacks and was still on that ward when I last visited back in February of this year – about six months, the longest stay I ever knew. The only saving grace was that I got quite pally with the partner. I mean, under such circumstances you don’t really become friends, but we knew each other to chat, I used to visit them every time I went to the hospital, whether asked or not. He was always by her bedside – if any youngsters reading ever wonder about “love”, look no further – it isn’t roses or chocolates or champagne or any other nonsense.

Anyway, onto my post…

Mister Bump

I had a very spooky experience yesterday. I was visiting the hospital, and they asked me to speak to this one particular patient. I recognised the name. The name didn’t necessarily mean it was the same person but wasn’t it? I was full of anticipation.

This woman was somebody I met professionally, just the once, and just for five or ten minutes. For some reason, her unusual name had stuck. She was a solicitor, doing some work for me.

The verdict? Well, I didn’t think so, but I wan’t sure. There are two limiting factors. One is my eyesight, I don’t trust it to recognise somebody I only met briefly, years ago. Second is the hospital environment – people in hospital look like shit, and when I met her before she’d have been suited and booted.

. Talking to her partner, she’d had a haemorrhage and had just come out…

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