Sorry for the patchy Blogging of late, there's reasons ..... lots of reasons.
As this Blog is about 'Our New Life in the Country' it doesn't always seem right to encompass all the personal things that go on. When I do you are always right there with your support, love, prayers and good wishes, but I'm not, by nature, the type of person who goes out of her way looking for sympathy or extra support, I've always managed on my own, helped others and I find it hard to lean on and accept support when sometimes maybe I do really need it for myself.
I'm always there for my family when they need help, in any way I can give it. I know how hard it is to have help refused so I am opening this Blog post today to just let you know what has been happening here in deepest darkest Oxfordshire and in the corners of England that my family call home, the reason why, for a while I have lost some of my bounce, why things seem a little 'bit too much'.
Simply a list (I can't find any words in me to accompany it).
Losing Mum (Jessie)
Seeing my Lovely Hubby in the depths of despair.
My eldest son sadly splitting from his wife.
My younger son struggling to cope with a bad dose of flu, alone in his home many miles away.
Wanting to get LH back on track with his healthy diet to control his diabetes.
Me being diagnosed with very high blood pressure this week. (I now hold the record in the family 210/110). It's being monitored this weekend and will be sorted out I hope.
My Dad having a heart attack
The final one could really have been the 'icing on the cake', but he's alive thanks to the quick thinking and the clear headedness of my clever Mum. She noticed the symptoms, listened to his calm words telling her it would be alright and not to worry, ignored them, and did what her head told her to ..... phoned for an ambulance and paramedic. With their help, and that of the wonderful staff at Wythenshaw Hospital in Manchester, my Dad was operated on within hours of the attack and lives to fight another day.
The doctors have said that his healthy diet and lifestyle are what has saved him, running an allotment, minding the farm for us, dancing three times a week, generally being so very active for a man of his age..... almost 81.
What else can I say in this strange post except ..... thank you for reading and I know you will understand any absences from my Blog.