all clear on the western front

no op 🙂 all is good – the third doc said apart form a minor diet change – no apples, or crunchy bread (in france!) I’ll be ok 🙂 over and out 🙂 xxxxxxxxxx

A tour of Brest….’s hospitals

Howdy y’all,

Just a quick’un to let you all know the latest on my joyful broken face.  We went to the GP (medcin generaliste) this morning, who is a really lovely guy, and even after 4 visits in the last couple of weeks, still seems to have time and energy to help and advise me.  After careful deliberation and a lot of  eeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr – ing from him, trying to explain to my mum in English – because he wanted to be sure she understood, he said that since one specialist said yes, another said no, we should try and see a third.  So this afternoon, that is exactly what we are going to do.

Seeing as I have already been to nearly every hospital in Brest, I felt it necessary to complete the tour, you know, for sightseeing reasons as much as anything else, and so we are off to the army hospital this afternoon.  I am going to try and stop mum from panting too much as she goes round, at all the soldiers in uniform, and try and keep her on the matter in hand.  Only time will tell how effective I will be.  So – I guess if the man from Delmonte he says yes – them mum is going to have to stick around,flat sharing with students, which may bring her to an early grave, until I have my op, and if no – well, she can fly free as a bird back to the land where dog shit isn’t the only thing pavements are made of.  Only time will tell, I shall update this this evening in all probablility.

So ttfn et a bientot,

Kim

Mummy is in Brest :)

Dear crafters, sorry, (cough) world,

 

After having such a response last time from all of my mother’s crafty followers, I’d like to thank her crafty community for their thoughts and well wishes.  She is here, don’t worry – all her pieces are in tact and her crafting abilities are hopefully unaltered :).  Her safe arrival isn’t the only piece of good news to share however…

After yet another trip to a mass of doctors – I have come out rosy – The ENT surgeon today told me that I will be fine, and whereas the first surgeon the other day who barely even looked at my scans – told me within 3 minutes that i needed an operation almost without touching me, te doctors today both took their time to work out, and to explain the problems.  With the top surgeon coming to take a look and eventually concluding that if they did move it – it would probably move back – possibly to somewhere worse…

They were a little worried about the fragment of bone in my eye however – so they sent me to the ophthalmologist – where i waited…and waited…. and erm….. waited.  Finally afer around a good 3 hours of wating – talking to the old men about what it used to be like in the old days, I got seen, and my eyes were dilated – so now, as I am typing this – the eyes are still a little misty.

Slowly that mist is clearing, and also the darkness of the thought of an operation, as I got the all clear from the eye people…

The one possible piece of bad news in all this is that I may never get the feeling back in my right jaw/cheek area, but similarly – it may come back , next week, next month, next year…

In the meanwhile – good news is always welcome and somebody lovely bought me a lovely Mr Bump cuddly toy…so that will undoubtedly help the healing process…

lots fo love from me and my mummy xxxxxxxxxxxx

Brest in bed

Welcome to my blog!

I thought that in the end, I would try to catch this blogging train, test out my rather rusty journalism skills and get my thought train ready for departure, ready to share my thoughts with the world.  This may seem rather egotiscial at first glance, but really I am doing it for the pleasure and benefit of everybody around me… and here’s why:

Well, I am not sure that there is a reason more poignant, or stronger than simply this:  We are all interested in the lives of others, however mundane or mad they may be, especially the lives of our loved ones, and when the are in another country or far from home, this can be a lovely way to keep in touch, and so much more eloquantly than with twitter.  Here We all have the freedom to express ourselves with as much flowery nonsense as we can muster, not limited to:

“broken face, have to go to hospital on tuesday, see whether cheek bone in gum is normal”

But rather, I will tell you the whole rather pathetic and ridiculous story, which starts on a rainy day in Brest, as most “herstories” which will appear on this blog will do, in the car park of Geant casino supermarche.  Really living the French dream, working in Alcatel, going to the Geant cafeteria for lunch, before drudging ourselves back to the grey miserable building we call home from 8;30 to 5;30, to carry on with the daily grind.  This, one of many lunch options, on this day turned out to be particularly eventuful, as I slipped and fell over almost sideways.  Not an experienced fall though, it was a fall to end all falls, a fall that was over in a flash, and that ended with me whacking all 6ft 3 of me, with rucksack to boot, on the ground with most of the pressure curiously ending up on my poor old cheek.

So – after days of doctors, scanners, forms, and A and E experiences, I can say getting ill in France is okay – complicated, but okay as well as being wonderful for my language skills! In short – I am now waiting for tomorrow’s visit to the ORL – or the ENT doctor to see what he wants to do with me.  For now it seems, everything is normal, pain misery and cheebone in my gum.  – but according to the doctors – it is nothing to worry about as it has not yet pierced the skin – really bloody comforting – I can assure you!   They all seem more concerned about my eye bone – which is – to be fair – a little crushed and mushed too.  All waits on tomorrows visit.  Until then, at least I have a week off work, and in the end, my daily grind of drudge, is temporarily ended.

I have to concede, I am mildly concerned about the visit tomorrow – but I know if I need them my family will come in a jiffy, and I am surrounded by wonderful people doing everything they can to help me out.  Yesterday even took a visit to Jesus’ house – so times must be getting desperate -either that or my vie a la brestoise is getting more and more international!

That more or less concludes today’s blogging – and I hope that the loved ones felt it was a success – it was definitely done with the family and freinds in mind – facebook was getting far too frustrating – with word limits on statuses, and all and sundry commenting, so here it is – the new blog, the new post, presented to you guys with love and hugs and all there is to give.

p.s. I don’t even have a black eye – what kind of an unfair world is this….

a plus tard, mes amis xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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