Days out, Travel

The King’s Trail Tour

I have something very special to tell you about, The King’s Trail has recently launched in Boyle, Roscommon and it’s an absolutely brilliant idea! I went along today and check it out after seeing a video about it. You can see the video and read more details here.

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health, Jono

Appointment update

Thank you all for the good wishes about Jono’s appointment we really appreciate all the thoughts and it helped knowing that we had so many people thinking of us.

I drove up to Dublin because Jono isn’t fit for that length of journey on public transport and between the train and the LUAS it’s almost 4 hours each way. It took us just over two hours to get from home to Liffey Valley Shopping Centre where we stopped for lunch. From there it was around 20 minutes to the hospital. Just to let people know there is no free parking at the hospital for people with disabled badges and it can work out expensive so we parked in the Aldi car-park just across the road which is €4 for 24 hours.

We had the wheelchair so I wheeled Jono over to the hospital and as he finds it very comfortable he sat in it rather than sitting on the hospital chairs. As soon as we arrived Jono was sent for an X-Ray, he had to wait for an hour because it was very busy there. Only a front view was taken which I queried as you can only see the curve when you look from the side. The radiologists checked but whoever they spoke to said that was OK.

We were sent back to the out-patients clinic to wait. Credit where it’s due to the Sister in charge of that department she’s fantastic. She is so kind and caring and when anyone has been waiting a long time she offers them a cuppa. Lots of people had to travel long distances to be seen including a couple from Donegal and a lady from Mayo. It seems to be the way the health system is.

After about two hours we were called by one of the registrars who look at Jono’s x-ray, queried why they didn’t take a side angle and tried his muscle function. Off he went and we waited again for the consultant. He came in zoomed in and out of the x-ray, made a few noises to himself and we waited. He asked Jono where his pain was and it has moved since the last time. Last time it was all up in his neck so surgery was required this time it’s around his shoulder and lower back on his right side. The consultant said his thinking is that surgery wouldn’t improve this.

He wants Jono to have tests to see why he’s so pale, why he keeps getting infections in his fingers, why his hands and numb and why he’s in so much pain and so tired. In a way I’m relieved I know there is something going on and it might be something as simple as a lacking in vitamins and/or minerals.  Jono hasn’t been seen in Sligo since February when he had three polyps removed from his stomach.

So back to waiting again for Jono but at least the next appointment will be in Sligo and hopefully they’ll find out if he’s lacking in anything. What amazes me most about Jono is in the midst of it all he caught sight of another persons X-Ray and he was really worried about them, he was also worried about the people who had travelled further than we had. He’s some man for one man.


Waiting, worrying and wishing

Later today I take Jono to his appointment in Dublin. I should be asleep but that would be the sensible option.

Instead I’m wide awake listening to the house creaking, Puggly snoring and feeling the knots in my shoulders.

This appointment has been a long time coming. I’m wondering if the doctor will spend longer than 5 minutes with us or will another important phone call come through that means he has to leave the room never to return.

I’m wondering if Jono will be waiting hours to be seen. I’m wondering how many other poor souls will be waiting.

I’m wishing I could swap places with both Jono and Lucy. Both have things to deal with that people of their age shouldn’t have to and I look helplessly on angry, with the cards they’ve been dealt.

Sometimes it’s the hardest thing being a mother. You want to fix things but you can’t. This makes me angry and sad.

In 24 hours we might know what happens next. Or maybe we won’t. Maybe there’ll be more waiting ahead. Sometimes I wish I could see into the future or press a fast forward button and sometimes I’m glad that I can’t.

I’ll let you know how things go.

Diary, events, food

SWIBN Summer Evening

Years ago I was asked if I’d be interested in joining SWIBN – my reply was I can’t swib…I’m such a smart arse sometimes and not in good way. Anyway I wasn’t sure I was a SWIB, for those who don’t know it stands for the Sligo Women in Business Network, but now I have Sligo Hub (even though it’s voluntary at the moment) I decided to join.

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All that jazz

Lucy is back for the weekend so we had a mooch around town today, taking in some of the Sligo jazz festival with some of the concerts taking place around the town.

Before that we took a spin to Beltra Country Market as they were having a craft swap. I took along a set of oil paints, I have no patience for oil, and I got some lovely shiny bits and bobs from Maria – who makes beautiful jewellery. I have turned into a bit of a magpie and would like to try to make some kind of collage or something similar so the shiny things might help.

We went into Albany/Decorplan in Sligo town and drooled over the gorgeous home-wares they have and also the lovely furnishings and wallpaper. I asked if they had any old wallpaper or books for my art projects and I was over the moon when they gave me some! I’m spoilt for choice now between my lovely paper and my jewels. So watch this space to see what happens next.

We had lunch in Jalan Jalan which is one of the newer restaurants in Sligo. I’d heard great things about this place and it was lovely. There’s a lot of choice on the menu, great for vegetarians too as you can choose from veg, tofu or meat for most dishes. The staff were excellent, very friendly and helpful and the food was delicious! Main course prices start from a tenner including boiled rice or chips so it won’t break the bank. There was only one little niggle for me and that was that the banoffee pie tasted a bit ‘fridgy’ if you know what I mean. Like it had been in the fridge with veg or other things that tainted it a bit. This was only a minor niggle though and I would certainly go back but I probably wouldn’t have a dessert again.

All in all it was a lovely way to spend a Saturday.

anxiety, Just words

Out of the blue

Out of the blue a message. Can we meet for coffee? Someone wants to meet me. A rare occurrence.

I’m touched and flattered. Just when it seemed my social butterfly had retreated back into its cocoon.

Fear stops me from reaching out. The fear of rejection. It wouldn’t be the first time and I’m sure it won’t be the last.

That’s anxiety for you. I’ve come a long way. I’ve pulled myself up that slippery tunnel. Its icy fingers are never too far away waiting to pull me back down again.

Not today though, because today somebody thought of me.