Sorry I’ve been a bit late in putting a message out, I’ve had a bit of a bad week for lots of different reasons.
If anyone can send me a hug, I’ll be very grateful, I kind of need one.
Now where was I.
I can remember my mother saying to me many years ago that she felt old age had ‘naught’ going for it and I’m beginning to understand why.
For the past few months I’ve had a dripping nose for absolutely no reason. Just this afternoon I’ve been out in the garden and every time I bent down to do something my nose started to drip yet again.
The most embarrassing incident with my nose for me recently was just yesterday. We were at a friends 70th birthday party and just after I had got myself a lovely slice of cake, I felt my nose starting to do its own thing. I had to very quickly turn away from everyone and head for a table, put my cake down and find my handkerchief pronto before water started dripping from the end of my nose and I don’t have a cold. So Why? Why does it do this? And it does it at the most inconvenient and embarrassing times.
And another thing.
I can’t see to cut my toe nails anymore. And I’ll bet it’s not for the reasons your probably think! No one told me my boobs would grow so big that I can’t see my feet past them when I’m sitting down.
I can try and move them (boobs) to the right or the left, but I still can’t see to get my hands near enough to cut my toes safely. And trying to put nail varnish on my toe nails is almost impossible. All because my boobs have grown from goodness only knows where. And of course they headed south many moons ago.
That was why I mentioned to my daughter that I might try and excercise my arms and upper body in the hope it might help to lift my boobs a bit. Her response was, “Sorry Mum, that ship sailed a long time ago.”
Now this next little tale is very important.
If you or your friends are over sixty, you need to read what’s coming next.
This story needs to be told and shouted from the roof tops, so please if you are, or you know anyone over the wonderful age of sixty, please pass this on if you live in th UK?
I suddenly developed thrush a few week ago, so I took myself off to our local Boots the chemist to get my self some canesten cream and a pessary to stop the itch. I could have scratched myself to bits I was so itchy and uncomfortable.
And this is exactly what happened.
I walked in and asked the assistant for some canesten cream which comes complete with one pessary. The pharmacist came out from behind her station and went to a glass cabinet, behind closed glass doors to get me a box. But as her hand went out to get the box she turned to me and asked me how Old I was. Me, never thinking tuned to her and said “I’m 68”
”You can’t have it, your too old”
”Your too old, you can’t have, I can’t sell you it, you need a prescription for this.”
I asked her what on earth she was talking about and she told me it would be more than her life was worth to sell it to me.
“I’m not allowed to sell it to anyone over the age of 60.
Then I asked her where the notice was telling me this?
And of course there wasn’t one.
As she was telling me all of this in a rather loud voice, the six people that were in the shop, left!!!
I was in desperate need of help and I was being refused.
I tried to explain to her that it would take days for me to be able to get an appointment with a doctor and I needed help NOW.
She stood her ground and kept telling me I was to old and there was no way she was going to let me have even the cream to ease my problem.!!!!
I was about to burst into tears and make a right fool of myself, but then I got mad.
The doctors surgery was only about fifty yards from the chemists, so I asked if the surgery was open and the shop assistant said she thought it was.
“Then I’ll go to the surgery right now and get a prescription.”
And with that I left Boots just before the tears started to well up in my eyes!
I walked the fifty yards to the surgery, told the receptionist exactly what had just happened. She said she would tell the duty doctor straight away and for me to wait in the waiting room.
The respone from the duty doctor was very surprising and I’ll tell you all about that tomorrow.
Blessings for now.