11 August 2012

I can scarcely believe that I am here reporting yet another drama connected to the night sitters. Around 4 AM this morning, I woke up and, after a minute or two feeling pain, I attempted to hit my alarm button. However, the carer had tucked me up so tightly that I simply could not get my arms free of the bedclothes. When I am turned from on one side to the other. I frequently asked the carer to allow me to pause for a few minutes on my back which seems to relax most of the muscles dissipating any pain that had awoken me. This was the reason why, on this occasion, I found myself on my back. Apparently I had fallen asleep during this turning process. Anyway, try as I might I could not extricate my arms to activate the alarm. After the last occasion, when the sitter was clearly asleep, evidenced by her loud snores. (See entry). the agency from whence came these sitters were so apologetic and adamant that this would never happen again, I could scarcely believe that I was once more locked in this nightmare scenario.

Unable to reach the alarm button. I had to resort to shouting for help through my respirator. As a result of MND and weakness in my diaphragm muscles I could not shout very loudly. However, I persevered, getting more anxious has the time went by until I heard’ my loveley’s voice’ asking what was going on. Thank heavens she’d heard me despite our bedroom being some distance away. When Alice had come down investigate the noise, the so-called carer appeared to be reading her book, totally oblivious of my cries for help only a yard or two away from where she sat. When Alice appeared at the bedroom door all she could see was the carer ostensibly reading her book but not responding in anyway to my cry for help. Although it was almost time to hand over, Alice took a chances and said very little to the sitter at that stage. she left making an official complaint until the agency’s office was open just after nine. Once again they were very apologetic and swore that this sitter would not be sent to us again. So what do we do, this is the third occasion this has happened in the very short time that we have engaged this agency?.

Our biggest problem is that we do not have a contract with this agency who are hired by Essex County Council and only they can take action against them. We were so grateful, when we were granted this service, we do not wish to do anything which could upset the apple cart. Having said that I’m sure that Essex County Council would like to be informed, as if anything happened to me as a result of the negligence of their contracted sitters, they who would be responsible to me.

A clutch more medals in the Olympic Games. His slightly disappointed Tom Daley, only managed a Bronze medal in the diving which you must one of our high hopes for a gold.

But then this sort of disappointment is balanced by totally surprising success in other areas, for an example, Mo Fahar’s success in winning the 5000 m race, having previously won gold in the 10,000 m. There are still hopes for medals in boxing and the marathon. In any event, Team GB’s efforts to date ensure that we have achieved the highest number of medals, in our overall tally, handsomely exceeding the number gained in all the Games since 1908.

10 August 2012

Well, the Games are coming to an end. There are a few more medals to be contested for today and then we have the closing ceremony to look forward to. Sadly, then there is a fortnight or so of Paralympics. I’m sure that these Olympians can feel justifiably proud to have overcome whatever differently they […]

9 August 2012

I should have finished yesterday’s comment with a small explanation concerning the quotation I included. The point being is this. Many of us have good ideas. Some of them, undoubtedly commercial, if they could be taken through the obstacle course of development; Mock up models; further temporary patent applications and so on. So conception is […]

8 August 2012

No more gold medals today    as the Games draw to an end, we did however increase our number of silver medals to 13 as indeed we also did with our bronze medals. There is of course a chance that we will pick up more medals in these dying days but the likelihood of our being displaced […]

7 August 2012

By the time I was wheeled off to bed, last night, our tally of gold medals and reached 22 having racked up two more very exciting races in the velodrome. Sir Chris Hoy, in what possibly will be his last race struck gold, whereas Victoria Pendleton, on whose shoulders so much rested, having been built […]

6 August 2012

Readers may recall my trip down to Cornwall in May of last year, for the wedding of my niece, Augusta Grand, and how I was splendidly looked after by Barry, our long-term driver. A week or so. Following this trip, Barry was rushed into hospital, where a number of cysts were identified under his spine. […]

5 August 2012

The good Doctor Michael flew in this morning from Australia, en route to Sweden. The object of his flying visit (literally, as he leaves early tomorrow) is to assess my physical condition in view of our plans to go to Lord’s, for the Third of the Test Matches against South Africa. More to the point, […]

4 August 2012

I promised my readers that would I would not to go into great detail about the Olympic Games but I cannot restrain myself from mentioning what a great day it was for team GB. In cycling and rowing, in particular. There were some extremely close finishes to some of the races, although on the whole […]

3 August 2012

After reading yesterday’s blog’ my lovely’ pointed out the futility of me recording what everyone else was getting from their newspapers or other news sources. Of course, she is right and I should restrict what I record on this blog to exceptional circumstances, possibly, in the case of these Olympics, any triumphal win by Team […]

2 August 2012

I am glad to say that I had a good night’s sleep with a wide awake carer responding quickly to any of my calls. I know that this is what they are employed for but having been through the nightmare of one of them dead to the world storing the head of an unable to […]