It is only in the midst of minor crisises, that I stop to consider how much our little
I can’t be the only one to find daily inspiration, empathy and comfort, but it is only when I can’t talk to you on a daily basis, when life is too busy, or too miserable to speak of, that I understand just how much a part of my life you all are. How very, very much I appreciate knowing you. How far words from complete strangers or older, wiser women I have never met, can change the way I view a situation, inspire me to get on with making life lovely, or force me out of my comfort zone when I feel like doing anything but…
To think that I didn’t know any of you eighteen month’s ago seems bizarre. To think that all this that I commit to screen on a daily basis now, was simply floating around my head then, seems incredible. The internet is a precious gift we all of us have come to take for granted.
Yesterday I screamed crying. Got hysterical and nearly had to be slapped back into reality. Sobbed into the endless cups of
I was thinking about what the doctor told me and it struck me that this is the same doctor who told me that Finley’s scarily swollen Celiacs tummy was simply the result of lax childish muscle. The same man who still today tells me he doesn’t know the first thing about Celiacs. A man who may know nothing about anything. I take his word on things time after time, and believe him when he makes three different diagnosis’s in a week and finally comes to the conclusion that I should join the ranks of the hard of hearing. Well not without a fight I won’t.
Today I feel as though I’m sitting underwater while everybody else is sunning themselves on the sand. Simple tasks like boiling a kettle have to be rethought because you have no idea how much you rely on what you hear as you go about your daily life. I shout because I’m convinced people can’t hear me and get kind of grumpy when they don’t shout back so I can make out what they are saying. If it wasn’t so serious it would be hilarious…
But I don’t feel like I did yesterday, and that is in part thank’s to all of you- to Nancy who told me not to accept this diagnosis. To Joanne in Canada who sent me a virtual cup of
Let’s raise a cup of chamomile to friendship. Virtual or otherwise.
Feeling better is a happy note, but don't overdo it! Steady and gradually, we want you in top form so please be gentle with yourself, take the time to heal.
I am glad you are feeling better!
Poor sweetie, I'm so sorry! That was one nasty earache. Very happy to hear that you are on the mend! Go slow, and be sure to rest, rest, rest! xox.
Glad you're getting there slowly Alison. We've all really missed you online this week! I was a doctor before I became a full time mum and vintage housekeeper and I can honestly say that doctors do get it wrong from time to time! Just remember that what he said isn't set in stone, infections can be unpredictable and no one can ever be completely sure of the outcome – hopefully you'll make a full recovery. Hang in there, we are all thinking of you!
So glad to hear you 'speak' at least we don't have to SHOUT!Take it easy hon and spoil yourself rotten-you deserve it. xxx
Ooops. I thought I'd posted yesterday, but realise I must have forgotten to hit the 'post' button.
Yes, I definitely second those who say get a second opinion. Hearing is much too precious not to be fought for every step of the way. Keep doing steam inhalations – they are a wonderful way of clearing gunk out of tubes. And please do coddle yourself a bit – maybe even ease up on the housework!
Lancashire butter pie sounds very interesting. Recipe anywhere?
That is good news Ali, but like the others said, don't overdo it. You've been poorly for a while now, you can't just rush back in boots and all!
Did you get the Sunday Times? Darla Shine is in it! I read the article online – what a progressive newspaper. Ours you can read online only if you subscribe!
Much love xx
I've raised my cuppa…but it's French Roast…hope that's ok! I'm glad to hear that you are feeling a bit more hopeful today. Two years ago I was told I had a 3cm bone tumor on my upper arm…to make a long story short…it wasn't there. It's always good to get more than one opinion with serious health matters. I'll continue to send you Best Wishes and hope you are completely better soon!
Phew!! They say the darkest hour is before the dawn and thankfully, it seems like you are slowly but surely getting better dear Ali.
Soon enough you will be feeling better by the day, and this too shall be but a horrible memory. I'm lifting my cuppa to you and to us all, in good health 🙂 ~kali~ xo
What a wonderful post Alison!! Full of hope and glad that you are going to fight this diagnosis and not take it at all!! We are behind you 100%…and so happy to hear that you are feeling better, I pray that you will continue to heal and heal quickly…hugs to you dear…xoxo
sadly ms*alison, some Drs don't know much about anything and probably shouldn't be a doctor in the first place. My first oncologist was like that – you really have to be proactive with your health. Pamper yourself silly and get well – you have many woman waiting with bated breath for your seasonal scrub. poor sad souls we are 🙂
Oh Alison take care of yourself and remember we're all thinking of you. I thought of you just today as I found a few vintage goodies for the kids' rooms; then I came home and read all about your poor ears. I'm so sorry. This is really a sign from above to slow down and take care of yourself. I hope all goes well…
So glad you are feeling somewhat better, and are able to be up and around. Making vanilla fudge no less!!! What a supergirl! Continue to take care of yourself and I am hoping you feel yourself again very soon.
I'm hoping for your poor ears to make a complete recovery by Tuesday!
What a sweet message you have written. Eighteen months? Well, possibly it has been only 18 months since we officially met, but somehow I feel as if we all were destined to meet from our little vitnage birth and our little vintage mommies or grannies or aunties who instilled our love of all things homey. It is a relief you are better, and please do find a good good doctor. The name of the new medicine game seems to be second opinion, and I agree it sometimes takes a third or fourth, even fifth until you find one who is concerned about you and SMART, too. Take good care of yourself. Have a lovely cup of tea again and again. Many prayers and loving thoughts are surging across the Ocean to wrap you like a cozy old patchwork quilt. We are in the midst of a huge thunderstorm, so I'd better hit "send" before we lose power. HUG! G.
So, so happy you are feeling better. We've missed you so much. Allow yourself plenty of time to recover and just be.
Why is it we trust Doctors inplicitly, yet they are human and do make mistakes? I have been down that road before too, trusted a Doctor and he was so wrong and uninterested it wasn't funny. Keep fighting my dear. I am thinking and praying for you. Life will get better, just go easy on yourself until it does.
Raising my Victoriana Rose teacup of Earl Grey tea with you in the hopes that your home with soon become one of vibrant health again!
Joanne, who was glad that you were blessed by our love and greetings!
Hi Ali, I am so glad to hear that you're feeling a bit better. I have come to not really trust Dr.'s unfortunately, but fortunately that mistrust in them (No, they are not God's that know everything!), has lead me to trust my motherly instincts more, and learn what I can do on my own, to help myself and my family. Lot's of love and prayers going your way… Susana
I know you will come out of this!
Alison, I am so glad to hear you are on the mend, both physically and emotionally. You have too much spunk to take this lying down and while I did not mean to be bossy, I am glad you are going to challenge your diagnosis. I cannot bear that you would suffer needlessly. I will continue to lift you in prayer and hope for your full and speedy recovery. (and Fin too!) HUGS, Nancy
Just to clarify, I am NOT doctor-bashing or implying to do so. That would almost be a sin considering my significant other of almost 11 years is a doc himself. He would wag his finger at me….
Just needed to clear it up that I respect the medical community since I, myself, have a medical degree. I just know that some times we are wrong…very wrong, as humans are apt to be on occasion.
Okay, that is all. 🙂