Showing posts from July, 2019

NHS and medications

With this Brexit thing rumbling along at an ever slower pace, and the fact that this new Prime Minister is determined to take us out of Europe at any cost, I do worry about things like the NHS. 
As a lot of medical research is done between the UK and Europe, I always thought it was best to stay in the European Community, but perhaps I am wrong.  
However many Members of Parliament lied about the true reasons for leaving Europe, and very few stood up to tell the truth, leaving the general public to pick up the pieces 
This has lead many to believe that this is the  worst parliament for quite a long time, as we have no viable government and no opposition party Willing,  to stand up and be counted, because that is needed  for the less well off etc.
But if this all goes ahead, what will happen to our medications, as many if not all come from abroad. 
I have heard of Doctors trying to restrict medications, or change them for cheaper less efficient types, and this is just the start. 
The NHS like…

Not Coping with hot weather

After the hot weather recently, I realised that I don’t cope with it anymore. 
This seems to cause memory and cognitive problems, on top of the other long term breathing problems, Bronchiectasis and Emphysema.
Prior to this I guess I just assumed the breathing was down to my asthma, until I was rediagnosed with these two problems. 
I was always fine when we were on holiday abroad, but it seems that it’s the humidity causing the problems. 
While I like the weather to be warm these days,  I don’t like it to be too hot, otherwise the wheels come off and I get agitated and stroppy as my dear wife says. 
We went to our static caravan, but had to come home as it was too hot and airless, making me feel totally ill. 
I love being there because it’s a lot higher than it is at home, and the air is much cleaner and healthier, but I guess that’s life.  As the weather is cooling down we are going back for a few days 

Understanding the obvious in life

We have always had a dog at home, ever since we were lead to believe that we could not have children. However, not long after our first dog settled in at home, we found out that my wife was pregnant, so our first dog Major, became our daughter "Claires" body guard, as he protected her from the moment she was brought home from the hospital, and not even my mother in law was allowed near to her carry cot.This was something new to me as I had never heard of animals being so protective like this ever before. Major had not seen claire before,
but for some reason, he instantly took up his role as her protector.
After our son Mark was born, the same thing happened again, and he protected us all in more ways than one, until he died of cancer.
Not long after this we got another dog "Ben" , who was very nervous, but as I became ill we seemed to get closer, without me realising what was going on. After losing my job as an Engineer to this illness, I spent a lot of time at hom…