Tag RE: --------- about printers was incurably painful- --------- Tag, Jo & all It's my opinion that mgf. are is so much comptition with each other, do not have the end users interest in mind, and have discovered most end users do not realise until it it's too late what the total ownership costs of a particular machine are. Well, all of this saddens me. It makes me feel something short of being just another pawn of the marketing people. I see people getting cheated in the long run and don't like to feel that way.
It's as if I would place an advert in a dating publication say I am 25 year old male, 6 feet tall, 185 pounds, like to hike, like to cook fancy meals and travel, but forget to tell you I am under investigation for defrauding my investment clients when I dip into their account for an annual illegal account management fee.
JO --------- up and hugged me and said, 'Mummy, we're married!' ---------- O how sweet!
--------------- get the day with her on the 17th. I was going to take her to Lanky Bill's Fun Shack and I bought her some new shoes. --------------- If I remember correctly, today is birthday day for D#1. Happy birthday to your D and hope you have a good time too.
Well, dd1 and H came round today at 11am. H left to go on an anti-globalisation demo with dd2 and dd3 (he's a bit hippy like that, in fact so am I).
I took dd1 and dd4 to Lanky Bill's Fun Shack for her birthday treat (9 today). Decided to walk it...whoa, it was miles! We left just after 11am and didn't get there till 12.30.
DD4 asked for banana as soon as we walked in so I ordered food and a much needed drink. Then they played on the climbing frames/slides etc for 2 hours.
Treated them to milkshake and ice cream.
DD1 asked to go shopping so we found a shop and she chose this barbie doll which was only £4 so I let her have that. Then we walked home. She kept asking to sit down and tells me that her dad takes her everywhere in the car so she wasn't used to it.
I found this place called the Bridge Centre which is like a community centre and there are courses there and things on so we went in there and I got a leaflet because I am going to start going there socially.
By the time we got home it was nearly 5 o clock in the evening and my feet hurt so bad I lay down for an hour to rest them.
DD1 and dd4 played with the barbie dolly and dd1 tried on these new trainers I bought her.
Then H arrived and he was exhausted from marching at this demo all afternoon so he vegged out on my sofa and I gave him a coffee. DD1 showed him her presents and we all chatted. We talked about dd's birthday and the long walk, and I told him about the Bridge Centre.
He told me about some of our friends (I have not seen for years) who were on the demo and mentioned that he has been busy because lots of parents are phoning him about their legal rights re home ed (there has been a new Children's Act 2004 that is causing controversy) so he has been flat out and as he said 'a bit stressed'.
He was holding my hand through this whole conversation which lasted an hour.
Now they have all gone (including dd4) and I will see them tomorrow afternoon.
All in all, relatively nice, unlike all the other traumatic birthdays. Things are on the up!
Like our first two although sounds like you had a greater mountain to climb. D32 was 5 lbs and S31 was 3lbs. Both spent 6 weeks in hospital. Outside of this D crisis I never pray so much. Today they are parents and this weekend I'm taking my D32's to see Robots.
Wow, both of them pre-term, that's bad. Do you know why it happened?
I was 2lbs - apparently they thought I was huge for 24 weeks.
My parents were living in Greece at the time and my mother had this terrible fear that something bad was going to happen to me, so she persuaded my dad to move to the UK because they have better hospitals in the UK and about a week after they moved here, I was born very premature.
I had trouble breathing and stopped breathing on several ocassions and had to be resusitated and this caused damage to my brain which means my legs don't work the way they are supposed to.
They let me go home at 3 months old because I weighed 5lbs then (they had a rule they would discharge baby once he or she reached 5lbs in weight). According to my mother I would gasp and stop breathing whilst I was feeding even after she took me home and she had to pat me on my back to get me to breathe again, in those days they didn't give her a monitor.
I walked about 2 miles today which is a long way for me. H has physical problems also so he just gets lazy and goes everywhere in the car, as a result dd's aren't used to it even though they are in perfect health.
You truly are a miracle! Ours came home at 5 pounds also. They were in isoletes that provided pure oxygen which we've learned later can cause damage. When they came home we would have to wake them to feed them on a 3 hour schedule. Today our D32 was the club champion in golf and S31 is in the special forces. A far cry from teetering on the brink of death.
They had me on ventilation for the first week or two, plus wired to an apnea monitor and kept me warm (womb temperature, LOL). I also had to be fed via nasal tube as I was too young to suck properly. I have got photos where my diaper was up to my chest because I was so tiny, and one of my dad holding me in the palm of his hand - I actually fit in the palm of his hand.
My H was full term (9lbs, 12ozs - ouch!) but he reacted badly to pain medication his mother was given in the labour and so he had breathing trouble as well and was also in neo-natal intensive care. He has other problems inherited by genes from his dad, which could have passed onto our children, but luckily they are all fine.
I have had 3 miscarriages also so I have a theory that I lost the ones which had inherited H's faulty chromasome. The risk was 50/50 and I gave birth to 4 healthy ones and spontaneously lost 3, so that would work out about right. Just a theory, though, I may be wrong.
I think it's why I got into medical litigation etc for a career - my background seemed to be an ideal training ground for it. I write health books and H is a computer technician by trade (when he can fit it in with home eding the girls).
It is a relief that our dd's can have their own kids without worrying about the gene, which means our grandkids will be healthy too (unless they get something else wrong with them).
Anyhow, sorry about rabbiting on about nothing. This board is supposed to be about M/D etc and I've just gone off on a tangent!
Jo, Seems to me I feel a whole lot better reading about your life or eyes than reading about this divorce stuff. This D can be and is consuming. Some of the posts are real heart breakers. Others are narcissistic. I had a full day meeting and didn't think about D all day. What a relief! Good night
but did not escape unscathed.