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A good point has been made but based on my own experience in the police – when we had foreign nationals in custody – immigration matters – we had to use something which I recall sounded like ‘Language Line’ – we phoned a number saying we wanted a certain language interpreter. We generally got one but for the very much out of the ordinary languages the cost was astronomical and many times we’d be speaking to someone in the USA!! Same in Wales there are areas that don’t have doctors who want to go there and the locals take umbrage that the locum – he/she cannot speak to them in Welsh! Seems to me that some of my countrymen/women would rather be ill than speak English to alleviate their problems!
I expected them to use something like the line you wrote about, the interpreter option is, or used to be very expensive years ago. I hate to think about today’s costs.
Some people were, are and always will be very sniffy about using their chosen language and no other. As for me – one phrase covers my needs, Please fix me, (the language you use is your choice).
I take Ed’s point, heavily accented voices are a real pain and there are only so ways to say it is a bad line – though it is always a bad line on the mobile at home.
As a follow up I see that the polluting wood burners are now in the cross hairs, they were another self inflected environmental wound.
I understand all the hype about congestion and pollution, I fume about the lack of real, effective solutions. Many years ago I could drive into Head Office from my then home in about 45 minutes. Putrid transport used to take about and hour and half. Now I no longer live or work in the locations in question. What has changed, is the huge number of people crammed into the mess called London. So the easy answer is to thin out the overpopulation by exporting the surplus to the neglected areas, further north, where space, housing and other benefits also exist.
Sadly the issue with putrid transport is that it travels from where I do not live, to where I do not want to go and does so with the maximum slowness and discomfort. I understand your point about the regressive effect of the various taxes such as the congestion tax, the environmental tax, etc. For those working hours when alternative transport is not available what options exist? Answer, less than none.
The sole objective is restriction and limitation, which is why the transport usage taxes are miss sold as ‘charges’ to hide the real objective. I used to hate the posters about penalty fares plastered over stations. I felt every fare was a penalty fare so whenever I could I would walk. It was often no slower and even on wet days was always more comfortable than the clanking, slow, smelly, ‘bug exchange’ tube with its frequent delays between stations.
Needs to be cleaned regularly and this was done by the nurses prior to one of my treatments. Some people found it awkward to shower with one in. Easy, get some cheap cling film and wrap it round the line. That would usually last long enough to take a shower.
We have just returned from the hospital PICC line insertion, it went very well and from arrival to departure we were there for less then 60 minutes. My wife said it was a bit uncomfortable but far less than the line in through the groin into the heart area.
Usual speeches about cleanliness, but they had no shower/bath covers. I said I heard from someone who used cling film, phew they nearly needed new windows as the nurse practitioner who did the line nearly burst a blood vessel.
She went a lot further than suggesting it was not recommended under any circumstances, citing a long list of infection potentials.
We have now ordered an approved item, they were out of stock at the hospital
I am not sure of the origin of our ‘out of town’ dust but it appears to be least least partially based on soil. Sometimes said to come from the Sahara.
Bob, my mother’s family was out in the country just outside of Bristol and she used to talk wistfully about her time there with her dog, Mick. Something happened during the depression and they moved into the city and she never really spoke about that time or the subsequent interval in her ‘new home’. Grandfather was a chartered engineer and had been a ship’s engineer at the time of the time of the San Francisco earth quake. Then when he married and up to the depression was a hospital engineer. My grand parents initially along with five kids lived in the little house there until the end of their time, while the area went sliding down hill. My Father’s family lived a little way distant from the docks where grandfather was a tally clerk. So country connections were none too clearly established. Blow me down not a lot to do with MOTs there!
Though we have the petrol car, the diesel is considered OK by TFL as it is a Euro 6. However the absence of a reason to visit London, plus a desire to avoid it means that ever driving there is highly unlikely.
It was however brought home just how vicious the chemo could be by spending the days with fellow patients in the Medical Day Unit. Good to hear things are progressing for you – long may it continue.
I think I know what you mean, we had the 50 cent tour last week to see the chemo lounge where it all happens, those in progress were not in a good state though those in one of the waiting rooms were in brighter spirits. Every one there had been called in an hour early and then kept waiting for more than an hour – that was a bonding exercise and a half.
Steve P I read your account in the detached way that some read any accounts of past events without really reading between the lines of the personal battles being fought, I am sorry. Bob brought home to me the long drawn out struggles you are facing. One procedure is a challenge, to have to face years of such challenges on an ongoing basis is more than an ordeal. I regret I did not pick up the personal issues behind your account and I am sorry for my insensitive reading of your troubling account. Like Bob I must wish you the very best outcome from your trials, tribulations and life sapping experiences.
That will be my cue to disappear somewhere. Today my back is easier and I managed a walk, during which SWMBO could not keep up because she just had to leave her stick behind. Why are women so vain about having to give in to age and infirmity? She is defo not over the new Hip yet. Shortly I am going for my first drive since March.
Did your wife not get any/much physio? I sounds as though she could/should benefit. Frankly I am a believer in using all the aids you can to make things better and keep as fulfilled as you can.
My wife has now stopped her autoimmune treatment ready for chemo, some of the steroids might help her but for the moment she is struggling badly so it is down to me to keep her car going with a weekly run. She last drove it in December when I had my eyes done
Those with autoimmune problems, be they hay fever or arthritis may find this baking soda article interesting. Perhaps a morning soda before lunch may be a good idea!
Second try, I am not sure that the sodium in baking soda sounds a great idea, I wonder if Milk of Magnesia does the same useful function? It was a family stand by for my parents and they lasted into their nineties without arthritic issues.
I am pretty much with you there BL.
I really could not give a fig for the outmoded pageantry of the event, but I wish them both luck & happiness. I have a feeling that she is going to need a lot of luck and political astuteness in order to weather the fascist tendencies of the Establishment.
I saw none of it but the pageantry is part of the entertainment value as such it sounds more inclusive than some ceremonies. I wonder which fascists you are referring to the Guardian lot with Corbyn’s lot or others? The Guardian already had its knives out. The preacher does appear to have garnered some critical acclaim for his performance and caused a wider buzz than many such sermons.
I am still glad I was not on the guest list. No aspect from the whole day out time, the dressing up, the standing about, the finger bowl food, etc. would have been incompatible with our situation.
Ed, while SO2 may well have been a major part the tar and black carbon plus other aspects of really crap combustion of really rubbish fuel in very poor vessels was the real issue for many. Just look at the sooty chimneys where the crap appeared to burn much better than in grates. One of the issues was the very low combustion temperature the open fires sustained, not enough to burn off stuff properly and as you said not hot enough to create NO2. The term photochemical smog became very popular at the time, sometimes the blanket reached higher altitudes and drifted over, turning day into near nights. Great efforts were made to improve combustion with pulverised fuel that could be sprayed into the combustion chamber in an attempt to ensure better combustion and energy recovery, but that produced a range of new issues requiring scrubbing and ash disposal. Its use in construction was heavily promoted, only to find that it was not great in concrete. Chemical reactions could and often did produce disastrous results.
Germany had a real issue with its lignite coals as they are also heavily polluting.
Ed, London in the 1950s was pretty bad from the burning of coal, some of the post war coal was incombustible grim rubbish, it cooked if you were lucky with infrequent bits of flame to burn off the gaseous rubbish. Back then you got the ‘pea suppers’, nothing very ‘supper’ about them. Happily it was before one person buses, so the conductor would walk the bus through junctions as no one could see anything. The death toll was huge even by the standards of the day with thousands taken ill and dying.
EGRs also exist on petrol cars and can cause all sorts of issues with high fuel consumption and erratic running if they stop working correctly.
A well maintained modern diesel should not have a big particulate issue. However, if it spends all its time idling in town it will suffer. I try to use the old (petrol) car for short journeys and the diesel for longer runs where it can easily run at a more optimum speed for a while, that way fuel burning regeneration should not be needed too often, but time will tell.
The one through the thigh into the heart is interesting, I watched it on the monitor as it travelled up as they slid it into the right place and then the dye diffused. Exciting? No I would not call it that, I was partially clothed , perhaps I am too old; fascinating perhaps. I must stress that none of my experiences involved chemo. I found them fascinating though I was more interested in the mechanics of how. I found the groin line easier than the cannula in the back of the hand, especially if you bend your hand the wrong way. Many of these procedures can have their, shall we say interesting sides. The TV camera in the lung was interesting as it was done without sedation, odd sensations but nothing too much. I suspect a dash of gallows humour helps everyone along a bit when the procedures are a bit tricky or stressful.
There were no real changes alleged to have been made rather tightening up of those that should never have passed. The Golf in your example should not be on the road if it was that bad – and I can well believe it was. Quite how it got into that state in 4 years is beyond my understanding, though I guess a total lack of maintenance could produce that sort of problem. In theory vehicles with no MOT should be picked up by ANPR as it is supposed to check for MOT, insurance and car tax. Really old cars might go up in value?
Bob, I totally agree. She is going quite well in my book, so is the Duke, she is still alive and still aware of the world. If I get that far I shall be surprised – if I still have enough marbles to roll round to be able to know.
I swept the porch, photographed bit of the garden and refilled the salt supply in the water softener. Then I sprang a leak, had a patch stuck to keep the red stuff inside and was banished to doing nothing for a while.
It does not matter too much if I drip while out walking the dogs. TV last night was pretty grim, I guess it was a hint for today. – Do not bother with TV till the sun has gone down and all are rested once more.
PM, probably a spoof, but you cannot get the labour these days, anywhere.
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