It has turned into a glorious day, after a cloudy start which suited me just fine, because today was fence painting day.
Yesterday Keith cut some off the bottom edge of our small bunker door and whilst it was off he painted it Forest Green.
This past couple of days have been emotionally fuelled, by the fact that no matter how much you try you cannot please all of the people all of the time. I am pleased to report that my daughter, who has been battling Covid-19 is getting better and can now taste things and actually did some work, as she is working from home. It is such a relief that she and her partner, have not had the virus really bad, although she was poorly. Covid-19 is deadly serious and no one should be taking any risks with their health. In our area the numbers are rising. Figures for this week show that we have 371.49 per 100,000 people and still rising. Masks, space and continue to wash your hands and do the right thing.
At the time of typing, I can say we are still negative and we do not expect that to change after our families brush with Covid-19.
Thank you so much for your lovely message, they have meant a lot. Again as I type this posting youngest daughter Steph is getting better. She has a nasty cough, which is making her breathless, but she say's she is improving. Dan her partner, seems to be having a milder case of this dreadful virus, which is a blessing. As a mother, it has made me feel quite helpless, because I could not be there to help them, but hopefully they are over the worst.
This country of ours is expected to drop all restrictions on the 19th July. I am seriously wondering if this is the right decision? I realise that at some point, we need to get on with our lives and as some have said we need to learn to live with this, just like living with the flu. But this is not the flu and it has been a real killer.
Today we are thanking our 73 year old NHS for all their hard work and wishing them a happy birthday, and I just hope we are not heading towards inflicting yet more work on them, with the virus getting out of hand again. It is amazing to think that our NHS is 73 years old. How incredibly lucky are we to have this wonderful service? I am incredibly humble and thankful for their help over the years. They saved my husband in 2014 and they helped to bring my children into the world over the years. They were there when my daughter and mother died and looked after them to the end. It is so easy to take what we have for granted. The Queen has awarded the George Cross to the National Health Services of the UK and it has been hard earned, especially over this past 18 months. I say and very sincere "Thank You" to everyone who works within the NHS.
Because Keith and I have been self-isolating, we have not really been out in the garden, although we can. Because we have a footpath alongside our mooring, which the public can use, we have chosen to stay inside for most of the time. Keith has done his walking up and down the pontoon, which he has to do for his back pain. I have been out late in the day to empty the cassette, take on water and get rid of rubbish, making sure we have kept away from the other moorers here, even though we know we are negative. I may venture into the garden later to do some dead heading and to check for weeds, because have had a lot of rain and thunderstorm this past few days. The rain was very much welcomed, but the weeds I can do without. I am looking forward to getting back out there and joining in with work in the Arm, because we have new fencing to put up and the gardens will require attention. The one thing being in self-isolation has got me to do and that is to get rid of my sewing and mending pile, so there is always a plus to a minus. I have shortened some dungarees, mended some shorts after they split, repaired Keith's old shirts and mended a boat flag. I actually fancy getting some material and making a quilt, so I may just have to have a nosey on Ebay for some fabric.
Does anyone know anything about Fibromyalgia?
The reason I ask, is because I have some of the symptoms. I have read the stuff online, but want to hear from anyone going through it, before I bother the GP, who I know is over run at the moment. I suffer with Costochondritis and have done for a few years, which I control with medication, but these other problems have come along and it is looking like Fibromyalgia. I would be interested to hear about it from someone who suffers.
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I am hoping that this posting finds you all keeping well?
The title of this post, tells you everything, but what took place to get to this point. Last Sunday 27th June, we had a much anticipated visit from our family and grandsons. We had all be so careful over this past 18 months and on the run up to their visit.
The day arrived and I had been very busy baking, tidying and getting everything ready for the visit, which had been over two years in the waiting. We last saw them all in June 2019 at Foxton and so this was going to be so special. They all arrived not long after 11.30am and we enjoyed a walk around the Arm, chatter and laughter before lunch. I laid out a buffet lunch for us all, which we enjoyed on our patio. After lunch we then walked over to the common, so the grandsons could play and we could have a game of kick about. The family visit was over way too soon, when they left to go home just after 5pm. It was wonderful to see my girls, and to enjoy the company of everyone again. We are going on a boating holiday at the end of August, and the get together gave us a chance to talk about our hopes and plans.
Monday morning dawned and all was well for us all. I got on with some gardening and tidying up from the weekend. It was not until Tuesday, that Steph my youngest daughter began to feel unwell. Both she and Dan her partner did lateral flow tests and they were both negative. Then on Wednesday she rang me to say she was still feeling unwell and that her lateral flow test had shown a faint positive line, so they were both going to get a PCR test. All of us then did the lateral flow tests and we all came back negative. Poor Steph continued to go down hill and was feeling very poorly with flu-like symptoms and no sense of taste of smell. Thursday and it is confirmed she has Covid-19, which means we must all go into self-isolation. We had already done so on the Wednesday. Dan was still testing negative with his PCR and lateral flow tests, but as of this morning (Saturday) that has changed. Dan's lateral flow test, showed a faint positive test and he is now feeling poorly. The rest of us are still negative. Steph went over, and over where she had been on the run up to their visit and the only thing that singles her out for the virus is she visited a BP garage toilet on the way to us. They had been out on the Saturday, but none of their friends from then are poorly. So it looks like she caught the virus from a garage toilet. It just goes to show that not everyone is keeping up the hygiene rules through this virus. Keith and I are doing tests every couple of days as is Becky and her family, but none of us expects to get ill, because we were outside throughout their visit and did not have close contact. Steph only became contagious the following day from her visit.
This virus knows no bounds and so first of all please get vaccinated when called and secondly take every precaution you can to stop this thing getting you. Where we are at the moment, we have some of the highest numbers in the country, because the virus is attacking the 11 to 25 year olds. The university students here are all isolating, because it has hit their campus and many of them have not been vaccinated yet. It does make me wonder if fully opening up on the 19th July is a good idea. I know we have to learn to live with this thing, but until everyone has been vaccinated, the numbers will continue to rise.
Stay safe. Pop back soon xx
