Gentlemen can I have your attention....

On Friday I got a letter. By now you all know how I love to receive letters.

This one was from my local health Centre. It was a reminder that it was time to have a routine test.

Yes the time has come round again to have THAT test. Let me just say it is probably the one we women most dislike – a smear test. The fact that it can save lives does little about how we feel about it. It is silly you know as it only takes a few minutes. Nowadays we are no longer asked to put our legs up in stirrups and told to relax as a doctor (in the past it was usually a man with a gruff manner) approached with a hunk of cold steel! You get the picture.

I always found the Mammogram test just as uncomfortable as a smear test. It is like having a Boob squashed in a vice first horizontally, and then vertically. It was made worse when I realised that nowadays it is the only time someone will ask me to appear topless on film.

Today I had to smile: “Why”? I hear you ask. Well they have found a test for the men in our lives. It only takes a minute and it could save your life, no need to be squeamish…..

My Poor Chickens!

Today is not a good day in ‘Lover’s Leap’. In fact it has not proved to be a good week at all. Last Friday my Elly returned from a working week in Israel. She phoned me from Dublin Airport as she waited for her baggage to come through. She always checks in like this a) to see if it is time to claim her inheritance or b) to let me know she has landed safely. We talked until I heard the baggage carousel start up and I let her go to concentrate on that. A little while later I had a text from her to say the case had not come home.

Saturday she was involved at Barcamp Dublin, another long and busy day. The suitcase was delivered on Sunday mid morning so all seemed well.

Monday and Tuesday were spent playing catch up at work while sorting her paperwork for the Visa, and vaccinations required for the next trip in May, which is to Vietnam with a stop off for two weeks on the way in Arizona. Taking the westward route she should come right round the world, passing the date line for the first time and cover 20,800 miles of flying.

Her visit to the Post Office was slow and tedious but the Passport and paperwork were eventually sent on their merry way to London for the Visa Stamp. She returned to her car to discover a parking ticket on the windshield.

Wednesday dawned and the effects of the Vaccinations hit home and she was suffering from a sore arm and rear end! At lunch time a young man decided to be friendly with my Sin-in-Law, far too friendly! He ‘rear ended him’; I think that is the term. The car is a mess I believe. ‘S-i-L’ thought he was un-damaged so did not take my advice and go to his doctor.

This morning ‘S-i-L’ had a very sore neck and Elly’s rear end was swollen, sore and not allowing her to sit down. They both headed to see the doctor and were given medication and told to take it easy today and not to try working.

While I spoke to Elly on the phone this morning she was pacing up and down, ‘S-i-L’ put out his hand to touch her as she passed – to give her a sign of comfort. His hand was about 2” from her bottom when she gave him a ‘Moses’ look, like the look Moses used to part the Red Sea. When Elly does that you BACK OFF!

Tonight they are a little better and the wedding is going ahead!

Get well soon, I love you both!