Losing Two Parents

So my Nan died yesterday, which I have mentioned in the post before. She was my Dad’s mum and he grew up without a father in his life. About a year or more ago he applied to the Show ‘Long Lost Family’ to track down his father. He was contacted today by the show to tell him that they have found his Dad.. But he basically doesn’t want to know, although he admits he is aware of my dad’s existence. I am so angry at how he could walk away with his own child and when he gets tracked down just run. My dad has lost two parents this week!


My nan – The Lost Fighter

So in a previous post I spoke about how my Nan is in hospital and every time we think we are going to lose her, she all of a sudden improves. My dad was called to the hospital yesterday to say goodbye for the third time this week and sat with her for hours on end. She had definitely worsened, ie she looked asleep but her eyes were open and couldn’t even register when someone was talking to her anymore. He decided to stay with her overnight and they gave him a blanket and a pillow, whilst he sat on the chair next to her bed. She lost her battle at 4:20am.


My nan – the fighter

My nan has now been in hospital for 2/3 weeks after having what we believed to be a stroke, but turned out to be a fit. After running tests on her, they showed my dad a scan of her brain, which half of is shadowed by some sort of lump. They can’t run tests to see if it’s cancer or not as it’s too deep and they don’t want to put her to sleep for fear of her not waking back up. On Saturday I received a call off my dad asking if I wanted to go with him to the hospital as the doctors called him in urgently. They needed to drain her lungs and the next twelve hours were crucial. I decided not to go, so Dad went alone. She survived and outlived the 12 hours, despite no one believing she would. Today I received the urgent phone call again from Dad telling me I needed to get to the hospital to say goodbye. I got there and she couldn’t see anything, her left side seems to be paralysed, can’t talk and trouble breathing. The family crowded round to say goodbye and were there hours but nothing happened. Doctors decided to do some tests on her and turned out that her breathing etc had improved once again! She even managed to say hello to my mum when she walked into the ward. She doesn’t have long left, lumps are coming up daily and the lump in her brain is really affecting her but so far she’s proved to be a fighter and although she likely doesn’t have more than a few days left, we know that she held on as long as she could.

first date

My tips for a first date

  1. Don’t choose the cinema as a first date – this date in particular reminds me of something you do between the ages of 12 and 15. How do you know if you really like each other, if you spent the time in silence watching a film? Plus no, I do not want a fumble in the dark, it is not romantic!
  2. Be a gentlemen – just simple things like holding the door open and pulling the lady’s chair out. We remember little things like that!
  3. Don’t be late – this goes for both sexes. Girls usually use the ‘I was getting ready excuse,’ which I really hate. Fair enough if you have a job, which you had to work overtime for, but if you just took ages getting ready, then that really isn’t fair and sets a bad standard for the relationship. If I went on a date and the guy was late, then I would expect it all of the time and would start turning up late on purpose to avoid waiting around.
  4. Don’t talk about your ex’s. If you are speaking about them and keep mentioning them, then are you really over them after all? I went on a date with a guy who spoke of getting an STI off his ex, but ‘it’s okay, because it’s gone now.’ Not really the kind of talk you expect on a first date – an ex and STI in one sentence – I never saw him again after!
  5. Guys should always be prepared to pay, as this is the usual way dates go, but that does not mean that the girl should leave them with the full bill. They should bring their money and offer to at least go halves – if the guy refuses, then at least they offered!