Good Afternoon Everyone.
Actually this post or at least what I remember of it was typed up last night,rather a bit long winded I have to add,perhaps God was giving you a bit of a break,since completing it,and pressing the submit button,it just vanished,I was left staring at the log on page,why can I not type this in word ,copy and paste it here,see I am doing it again?.
Busy day yesterday,I completed my SIGN guidelines draft,and printed it off to share with my fellow layperson on the committee,I met George in Glasgow and took him to the Horseshoe Bar for lunch and a pint.George is a remarkable guy,survived prostate cancer and also pancreatic cancer,which he was dxd with in 2005,remarkable survivorship from such a deadly cancer,he also lost his wife a couple of years ago to lung cancer,which she only survived 8 months after her dx.Little of our conversation of four hours related to the SIGN document,but sharing our respective life stories,George is a polymath I think is the word,a real clever clogs,speaks several languages fluently including Latin and Greek,I have trouble with just English,really fascinating to listen to,our time together just flew by,he has suggested we meet up once a month from now on to continue our new friendship.
28 years ago yesterday my daughter Jennifer was born,I am meeting her with Chris,his Mum and Dad and two younger brothers tonight,going out for a meal,so looking forward to it.My memories take me back to Bellshill Maternity Hospital,reluctantly I was present to witness the birth,seems this had become the norm here for the modern male,I was more concerned about fainting or throwing up,fortunately I was spared the scene as due to "fetal distress the doc ushered me out the delivery room to the waiting room to take Sally away for a ceasarian section.I had been over the many hours popping downstairs to the canteen for eats and drinks,I was gowned up in my whites,I got the best of attention from the canteen staff on each visit,until one of the ladies asked "Which branch of medicine do you do doctor", me,"Doctor?","I am not a doctor",boy did I get a telling off from this canteen lady,you would have thought I had been posing as doctor, delivering babies,how was I to know you are not allowed to leave the delivery area wearing your whites?.Anyway,at last the nurses bring bring a little Jennifer to me for my introduction,I hold her,feeling a bit awkward,wondering what I am supposed to do now?what if she starts crying?,I remember this feeling again when we brought her home,placing her in her cot,and the fear of,what happens now?,wish I could turn the clock back such blissful days,now impatiently waiting to be a grandad,when all my Daughter wants to do is persue a teaching and acting career,rats.
Hi Janet,I am so envious of you living by the seaside,I used to take my dog Sam to North Berwick to the beach there its beautiful,always had a dream of buying a house their when I retired,another beautiful spot to visit if you can get to Scotland is a little seaside fishing village up on the Moray Firth along from Inverness called Cullen,I would love to have a holiday home there,maybe if I win the lottery?.
Hi Dianne,I arrive in WashingtonDC on the 2nd of May until the 8th,i was planning on visiting New York before flying home on the 17th of May,will you be attending the Hope Summit?.Iam so looking forward to this event,meeting you all "in the flesh".
I still cannot get JudyKWs absence out of my mind,I do hope everything is all right, its just the not knowing thats getting to me.
Special good wishes to you Judy of MI,nice to read how chirpy your posts are,well done you after all you have gone through and stil are on the road to full recovery.
Apologies to anyone I may have missed,its not intentional as much as my senile dymensia kicking in.Bye for now,have a great day.
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