We ate a 'decent' breakfast, she knew she was in for a long day at the Glaucoma clinic and she left here early to be there before her appointed time of 14.00. She checked in at the clinics reception at 1.10 and was called at 1.25!
LOTS of tests with two nurses, then a couple of very weird drops that sort of 'froze' her movements for a minute or two whilst a nurse put a camera lens right up against her eyeballs.
Then off to the consultant.. who talked her through what results they had so far, then another set of drops.. "no blinking please", which of course makes your eyes want to blink immediately.. that examination was quite lengthy, then she was given another set of drops and asked to wait outside for 15 minutes.
Back in again for another test and the prognosis.. oh dear, no great.. there is now significant damage to the optic nerve in her right eye, the pressure is back up again, a stronger drug was prescribed and the consultant made an appointment which is now in place to monitor her.. every two months AND she was given an apology about the complete cock-up made by the numpty-idiots.
Well.. she gulped.. and the two nice women said "we're sorry the news isn't better", she thanked them both for being kind and taking her new prescription, followed the yellow line to the pharmacy for her new drops.
Hey-ho.. fiddle-dee-dee. Quelle bummer. No point in getting upset, life isn't always a bowl of dark red cherries, is it? She has them taking care of her now, she has her much beloved Margaret, her nice optician who is on her case checking her prescription regularly, she has you guys who know who you are and who are very sweet and chirp at her to chirp her up and she has me.
She came home via Chinatown, went and bought Tigers Balm as recommended by Michele and a large bag of Chinese Greens, not unlike sprouting brocolli but with much bigger leaves.
Upon arriving back, she cuddled me and told me what had transpired, then we went to YumYum HQ. She booked a small pot of fusilli with a big handful of the greens and I finished my mornings' egg with some of the crunchy greens.
After the clear skies which there were all day, it's cold here tonight, there will be a hard frost, that's for sure. She's tired and is already in bed with a heat pad on her tummy. It isn't time for my fruitie tootie clementine so I'm playing about on bedroom pole but will descend at a sensible hour to eat this citrusy person.
What else did she do today? Well, she posted that card to Ann, a birthday card to Fanny who lives on Mallorca, and received a long card from Gayle in Illinois, so bought two stamps for letters to the US of America and will start to write frequently to her old, very dear friend.
She hadn't realised that Norman was only 78 when he died.. and apparently, he had been in great health and spirits, so his death in January of 2014 was not expected, so this must have been a dreadful shock for the family. They had been married for 55 years.. sigh..
I said I would give you the recipe for that Beetroot & Horseradish Relish.. here it is.
This is how she does it, she gets 4 good sized but not huge, very fresh red Beetroots and grates them, using her parmesan grater, the vegetable needs to be finely grated.. NOT chopped. She does this straight into the jar so none of the juice is wasted.
Then she grates about 2 inches of Horseradish root with the same grater. Put in a large teaspoonful of ground or finger crunched sea salt, a dessertspoon of caster sugar and a dessertspoonful of apple cider vinegar.
Stir it well.. adjust the seasoning or vinegar if you want and maybe a bit more horseradish.. but don't make it too hot! She covers the jar with a screw-on lid and leaves it in chilly larder, where you need to keep it, for a couple of days, at least, before using it.. and you must keep it in the chilly larder.
I have nothing else exciting to tell you.. we hope to be back to our slightly more chirpful selves tomorrow.. please stay happy & healthy out there.
GeeGee Parrot.
February 2016.
PostScript: Who noticed the 'mistake' that denotes the level of anxiety in our home..
LOTS of tests with two nurses, then a couple of very weird drops that sort of 'froze' her movements for a minute or two whilst a nurse put a camera lens right up against her eyeballs.
Then off to the consultant.. who talked her through what results they had so far, then another set of drops.. "no blinking please", which of course makes your eyes want to blink immediately.. that examination was quite lengthy, then she was given another set of drops and asked to wait outside for 15 minutes.
Back in again for another test and the prognosis.. oh dear, no great.. there is now significant damage to the optic nerve in her right eye, the pressure is back up again, a stronger drug was prescribed and the consultant made an appointment which is now in place to monitor her.. every two months AND she was given an apology about the complete cock-up made by the numpty-idiots.
Well.. she gulped.. and the two nice women said "we're sorry the news isn't better", she thanked them both for being kind and taking her new prescription, followed the yellow line to the pharmacy for her new drops.
Hey-ho.. fiddle-dee-dee. Quelle bummer. No point in getting upset, life isn't always a bowl of dark red cherries, is it? She has them taking care of her now, she has her much beloved Margaret, her nice optician who is on her case checking her prescription regularly, she has you guys who know who you are and who are very sweet and chirp at her to chirp her up and she has me.
She came home via Chinatown, went and bought Tigers Balm as recommended by Michele and a large bag of Chinese Greens, not unlike sprouting brocolli but with much bigger leaves.
Upon arriving back, she cuddled me and told me what had transpired, then we went to YumYum HQ. She booked a small pot of fusilli with a big handful of the greens and I finished my mornings' egg with some of the crunchy greens.
After the clear skies which there were all day, it's cold here tonight, there will be a hard frost, that's for sure. She's tired and is already in bed with a heat pad on her tummy. It isn't time for my fruitie tootie clementine so I'm playing about on bedroom pole but will descend at a sensible hour to eat this citrusy person.
What else did she do today? Well, she posted that card to Ann, a birthday card to Fanny who lives on Mallorca, and received a long card from Gayle in Illinois, so bought two stamps for letters to the US of America and will start to write frequently to her old, very dear friend.
She hadn't realised that Norman was only 78 when he died.. and apparently, he had been in great health and spirits, so his death in January of 2014 was not expected, so this must have been a dreadful shock for the family. They had been married for 55 years.. sigh..
I said I would give you the recipe for that Beetroot & Horseradish Relish.. here it is.
This is how she does it, she gets 4 good sized but not huge, very fresh red Beetroots and grates them, using her parmesan grater, the vegetable needs to be finely grated.. NOT chopped. She does this straight into the jar so none of the juice is wasted.
Then she grates about 2 inches of Horseradish root with the same grater. Put in a large teaspoonful of ground or finger crunched sea salt, a dessertspoon of caster sugar and a dessertspoonful of apple cider vinegar.
Stir it well.. adjust the seasoning or vinegar if you want and maybe a bit more horseradish.. but don't make it too hot! She covers the jar with a screw-on lid and leaves it in chilly larder, where you need to keep it, for a couple of days, at least, before using it.. and you must keep it in the chilly larder.
I have nothing else exciting to tell you.. we hope to be back to our slightly more chirpful selves tomorrow.. please stay happy & healthy out there.
GeeGee Parrot.
February 2016.
PostScript: Who noticed the 'mistake' that denotes the level of anxiety in our home..
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