Moving on!!

I have started posting on the hubbys blog.

Busy Weekend?

The Big Man will be in hospital until at least Tuesday, he's not enjoying himself! He bored, too hot and there's nothing to take his mind off things.

I can understand some of what he's going through but not totally, most of my days are spent at work wondering what's happening with him. I haven't been able to think properly and have made a few mistakes when I have been working but haven't killed anyone, yet!

I've had a busy day today. I had to get a CT scan done, disgusting drink (contrast material, tasted like blackcurrant and aniseed with a bad aftertaste) to take and they had to set a drip (another contrast) up to add to my misery, I DON'T DO NEEDLES!! They had to try FOUR times before they got a vein to take the drip. I needed the Big Man, he's usually there to take my mind off things so had to close my eyes knowing what was about to happen.
Once they'd done that everything else only took a few minutes so got the chance to take drinks up to my overheated hubby and was he pleased to see them! I couldn't stay long cause they where having lunch, boo!

But anyhoo, I'm back at work tonight hopefully not working into the wee small hours but we'll see how busy it is. I'm hoping not to have to work too late or won't have much time with The Boy tomorrow or on Sunday when I've promised to take him to the cinema inbetween taking him to see the Big Man in hospital!!

So busy weekend ahead for me, I hope lots of people are out this weekend!!

Curse The Weather, What A Day Pt 2!

It wasn't my day yesterday, first in A+E until 10pm with the Big Man, then on my way home I phoned Granny to let her know I was on my way for her to tell me my the electric was off!!!!!

I discovered when I got home it wasn't just my house but the whole street at one point or other that made me feel a bit better. I fought in vain to discover what had gone wrong then gave up as I was both phisically and mentally exhausted. I told Granny to go on home, as she had to be up for work, that both me and The Boy where just going to go to bed and I'd sort it in the morning.
By morning it was back on, apparently the wind had been effecting the supply!

I'm just glad that day is over things can only get better!!! I hope.

Big Man Worse, What A Day!

Haven't got to work much over the past few days, the Big Man has been ill.

First he was burning up, being sick and having a sore leg, then on Saturday his leg started swelling up and by Sunday morning when I came in from work it was turning red. I told him he'd be best to go to A+E because he was getting hotter but he wouldn't!
On Monday morning I went out to work leaving him in bed as he hasn't slept much over the past week, thought he should get sleep while he could. I got a text about 11am saying he'd woke to find blisters on the front of his leg. To be honest with you I thought they where just tiny ones, maybe from him scratching in his sleep, but he sent me a few photos at 1pm and at that stage they where sitting about an inch high by about two - three inches wide and there where three of them. I phoned to see what he wanted me to do, he still didn't want to go to A+E!!
I had to phone his Doc to see what to do and guess what, they told me to get him to A+E! He didn't want to go just yet, wanted to 'leave it for a while as it's near time to pick The Boy up from school' and I could pick him up first then take him to hospital.

By the time I got home the blisters had burst, we got to hospital as soon as we could. We had to wait a while for him to be seen by a Doc, the Big Man was just about climbing up the walls because of the heat in the waiting area. What a godsend it was when someone opened the window behind him.
While we where having fun at A+E The Boy was with Granny and she took him home to get to bed. The Big Man was still waiting, I went outside to phone Granny and see how things where by the time I got back the Big Man had gone and I just about walked in on someone else. Luckily there was a nurse and some Queens med students who had been trying to get blood out earlier who seen me in my distress and pointed me in the right direction.
He was being kept in and they where just waiting for a bed to become available for him to go to. The Big Man told me to go home and get some rest and he'd let me know on the morning what was happening.
I headed home in the knowledge that at least he was in the best place and would have to do as told!

Illness hits the Big Man

The Big Man is ill and don't I know it!
He's burning up and isn't taking it well. He can't keep anything down so can't eat or drink. Any time I ask him a question, when he's awake, I get looked at as if I've just asked him to fly to the moon. The Boy has been staying with Granny, have enough on my plate without him getting ill also, couldn't cope with 2 ill males in the house!
Well while I've been acting nursemaid I've got what he's got but not as bad so will be working tonight, someone has to!

Comic Relief

My son had been on at me to buy him a red nose even before they where being sold in the shops. We searched for a while and finally found staff who were willing to go to the store to get us one, THANK YOU SAINSBURY'S HOLYWOOD EXCHANGE!!
To be honest they saved my sanity, both the Big Man and The Boy where doing my head in. They had seen the items which would be available and had to have them ALL as soon as they went on sale. The Big Man settled on the car magnet and The Boy had a hard decision on which nose to get but settled on the one in the photo as it had glasses.
We had several thefts of our car magnet and bought more to replace the one which was stolen we had to start bringing it in when no one was in the car or it would be nicked! It beggars belief when someone will not spend £2 to help a charity, or in this case several, but would stoop so low to steal an item to try to make out they've helped a charity.

Well back to The Boy, they had to go into school dressed funny with their red noses on and donate some money. He dressed all in black as he thought that no one would be silly enough to do that! He's got an excuse, he's only 8.
The photo above came into being after my son came out of school. I thought I would use his nose to decorate the Big Man's 'Nuts about work' dash buddy when I was out at work on Friday (comic relief night). I thought it would look good and once it was done it bobbed about all night long!
The Big Man thought it looked like him after a bad day.

Aren't some teachers great?

Teachers have such a big effect on the future of children and whether they want to learn.

I've been having a discussion with several parents lately about how the way a teacher treats a child affects them and also how impressions made in the first few weeks last the entire time they are with that teacher.
We have been having these because several are having a problem with one teacher in particular. She is very into all pupils participating in everything whether they like it or not and won't change her mind about a child once she has decided what they are like.
My son started a new school in September but is the type of child you either love or loathe, the Principal, Vice-principal and assistants love him but his teacher doesn't. He seems to have left a very lasting impression on her as a trouble maker. He's like his mum and won't admit to being wrong (teacher seems to be the same!) but this has caused him to have several run ins with her in the first few weeks.
Now it seems that when someone does something wrong the first child to be blamed is him and even when the rest of the class tell her it wasn't him she won't believe them! I have had to contact her several times to find out why he's so upset. The last time I was told she hadn't given out the punishment so I should contact the teacher who did! I thought the class teacher was the first one to talk to and that they are informed about punishments and such like. I also thought the punishment wasn't called for as he had apologised for what had been an accident, but I'm just his Mum and would be biased, so I was told.
This teacher runs the choir and on talking to other parents the children in it don't like it because if they aren't able to attend for any reason they are told they are letting the whole group down and should be there no matter what. She'll soon find out that the kids have had enough as the majority are leaving at the end of the month, after they have performed at their concert.

I on the other hand had some fantastic teachers right from primary 1 until I left school. Most encouraged all in the class and promoted the best behaviour from the pupils. Obviously there where some teachers I hated but the ones I remember where the great ones.
My fondest memories are from P1 when we had such a fun teacher with which we loved to learn and she made us feel safe, secure and happy because we knew what to expect.
P3 was great also, we got to be in the choir and sing at Xmas. I wasn't the most attentive at one of the performances and fell off the tables we where standing on. Got told off by the Vice-Principal once she'd checked I was OK, I still enjoyed myself!
My favourite teacher taught us in P6 + P7. He really encouraged us to read and we developed a love of C.S. Lewis. We made models, acted out scenes from the books. He would do anything to get us to like what we where doing. He loved teaching us all about electronics, even when many fathers thought that girls wouldn't be good at it and shouldn't learn as they wouldn't need to use the info!!! We where very sad when he left half way through the last year to be Principal at another school. I have met him since, his son was in my son's class in P1. He was so embarrassed to have a child the same age as one of his former pupils' child. Both his wife and myself saw the funny side!

Moral of the story - TEACHERS PLEASE BE CAREFUL WHEN TEACHING OUR CHILDREN, YOUR ATTITUDE TO THEM AFFECTS THEM FOR LONGER THAN THEY ARE IN YOUR CLASS. Please, because a child seems to be bad take the time to see what they are really like before you judge them, they may just be unsure of what is expected of them and also what their potential is.

Thank you