Long silence the result of some serious worries about Nonna now happily passed. Not Nonna – the worry!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Poor Nonna has been in hospital with a whole bunch of serious stuff. We were very very worried but after being pumped with antibiotics and believe it or not bicarb, she is back at home and happily prone in front of her Italian telly, happy as Larry. I won\u2019t go into the details she can\u2019t really give her permission (her understanding of the inter web is nowt, nulla) but suffice to say it was a life and death scenario and the latter seemed at first, to her doctors and to us to be a highly likely outcome. To say that because she\u2019s approaching 90 (we had a birthday party planned in just a week or two) and we should be prepared and possibly resigned to her never coming home was utter cobblers, we wanted her home and better, she is not an Eccles cake or a cannoli beyond its sell by date to be chucked away. Happily she agreed and despite dire predictions, much to our surprise and I think the doctors, her numbers returned to the sustainable dreadful she has been maintaining for months now and she was discharged. She is beginning to be able to eat again without throwing up, can just about stagger with her walker to her essential services, has carers (who she really likes) help her dress morning and night, Maria makes her lunch, even I managed to make a passable bowl of pastina when Maria was at work, manages a really complicated diet of new, changed and withdrawn drugs that makes mine look meagre and most importantly is so jolly that it makes us jolly. So now back to the status quo for however long such statistically improbable stability can be maintained – we can all breathe again and to some degree get on with our lives and think again about Tuffin and telephone box art that I just could not focus on while she was in such dire straits.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So here is latest followed by my own health update which is thankfully much less dramatic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tuffin 19<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Andrew and I have a new game called hanging teddies. We both have teddies but because we are old now we don\u2019t need them. Mine was given to me by my mean Nan, who my mum hates. She is not mean to me but she is mean to the family. It has short fur and when you turn it upside it growls but it sounds like a cow. Andrew\u2019s has long fur and is quite small and worn out. It doesn\u2019t growl or anything. We attach string round their necks and dangle them out of my window. Because of the porch we can\u2019t swing them very far without them bashing into the walls but we can balance them on the porch roof so it looks like they are going to do suicide like the lady up the road did only she set herself on fire. The people walking up the road from the station saw us and smiled which is strange because I don\u2019t think its funny. Andrew\u2019s bear was weak and it head and body tore apart like it had had its throat cut. Andrew said the bear belonged to his mother and her mother so she would be cross. I knew about sewing from Mrs Friends class so I showed Andrew how to stitch the head back onto the body just like the boy at school had stitches on his thigh after he fell on some railings. I wanted to do the hanging teddies game again but Andrew said he was going home. Andrew is very weak like his Teddy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n When I grow up I want stitches.<\/p>\n\n\n\n My numbers are still improving so the dose of steroids has been reduced. I feel not too bad most of the time, \u00a0bit knackered and the food thing is annoying. Fizzle out in the evening but mornings are good and productive. I could definitely sustain this regime if it has to go on beyond September perhaps forever but I must admit I will miss experiencing \u00a0nice tastes. I didn\u2019t think it was important, which it isn\u2019t, but I do spend many a moment gazing longingly into the fridge trying to conjure up anything that doesn\u2019t end up tasting like hoover left overs. I am still on pickled herring, tomato\u2019s, apples, porridge with cream, plain pasta with butter, liquorice, tea and decaf coffee (thank goodness), fried bread, eggs and asparagus. Now looking at my list I don\u2019t know why I am complaining but having been previously such a fan of most foods, provided I didn\u2019t \u00a0have too cook them, such a specialised menu does seem a bit sad. I am hungry pretty much all the time which is also a new experience for me, I have lost weight, not a great deal, but my emaciated chicken legs are now even more hilarious when framed by summer wardrobe of three quarter shorts, short white socks, and my Clarks elasticated slip ons, (designed to make shoe putting effortless) -, sadly my belly persists resulting in over reliance on my non existent hips to support said shorts such that upon returning from the hospital a few days ago my shorts dropped to my ankles upon exiting the car much to Maria\u2019s heartless amusement.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Oh one other important thing – Lisa and Arts gig scheduled for July has fallen foul of the Covid restrictions and is rescheduled for December 1st – Your tickets will still be valid – what a bummer though.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Long silence the result of some serious worries about Nonna now happily passed. Not Nonna – the worry! 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