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Post by jean on Oct 15, 2012 9:55:31 GMT
The marchesa got this message from aubrey, and posted it on MCL:
Hey up,
Sorry I didn't tell you - I had some bad readings - bloods - and my brother was here as well and I didn't want to write anything about it until I knew whether it was ok or not. It is ok though, or it seems to be, but in the meantime we had days spent waiting for results at the hospital and now we have come up to our mother's (we have just got back from Leeds visiting various relations - my coat is still on), but for a long time it looked as though we wouldn't be able to come here at all - I had to have a biopsy and all sorts. I wouldn't have minded as much, but I had my brother here so it wasn't much fun for him. He's going away - back to NZ - on Thursday, so I'll start posting again after that.
I should have said something though, and i'm sorry for not having done so.
Yours, Aubrey
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Post by bonbonlarue on Oct 15, 2012 16:04:09 GMT
Glad you're ok Aubs x
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Post by Weyland on Oct 15, 2012 18:10:18 GMT
Said he was going for tests, that's all. Just checked, and I don't have his mobile number. Anyone? I've asked Riot (via SMS). Riot thought she might have a number, and would look for one, but she hasn't got back to me so I guess she hasn't. Anyway, it seems he's OK, so this board can safely go back into Hypersleep (™2117 WYCorp.) |
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Post by Weyland on Oct 16, 2012 9:00:16 GMT
Just heard that a mate of mine is in Glasgow having tests to see if he can give a kidney to his granddaughter.
I'm a bit surprised, because he's 67 and likes his booze. But they're considering him, so I suppose it must be feasible.
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Post by Weyland on Oct 19, 2012 12:52:46 GMT
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Post by aubrey on Oct 23, 2012 11:22:06 GMT
I don't think that booze makes that much difference, Weyland. High blood pressure could, though: I think part of my trouble was caused by the bloke who donated having had high BP: also by my not drinking enough fluid (something I find very difficult, after 4+ years of not being allowed to drink very much at all).
Sorry I didn't say anything, though: some days I couldn't get to a computer, and some days it seemed an awful faf to have to explain everything, especially when I didn't know much myself (the day we went up to our mother's I spent in being convinced that I would not be allowed to go: until I saw a nurse at 5.30pm (after two scans, and hours of waiting, while reading S King stories from his book Skeleton Crew), and she said it would be ok, and that we should go that night, so we did. I still might have had to come back on the Saturday, though, if a blood test I was given at Barnsley turned out bad, though it was ok and we stayed until Tuesday.
The level of creatinine in my blood - which is what was giving all the trouble - is still up, though level now: and the biopsy they did on the new kidney, while showing some damage, was not bad enough to be classed as Rejection. Carry on, I suppose.
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Post by bonbonlarue on Oct 23, 2012 17:37:20 GMT
Keep going Aubs...thinking of you  |
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Post by Weyland on Oct 23, 2012 18:25:49 GMT
Note that THIS offer applies to anyone I've met on here. With friend, partner, spouse, whatever. I hate waste and I would value the craic. |
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Post by Weyland on Nov 20, 2012 14:47:43 GMT
It's amazing the things one sees on Tumblr, Aubrey . . .  Cthulhu |
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Post by Weyland on Nov 22, 2012 10:30:04 GMT
On this exact day in 1990 something very special occurred. And that's why we call it Thanksgiving Day: LINK |
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Post by aubrey on Nov 27, 2012 9:02:00 GMT
I love that Cthulhu hood. I wonder what that technophobe Lovecraft (who liked to fantasise about living in colonial times) would think of his creation having become an internet meme type thing? How he would have liked to be:  How he was:  (I remember the moment that Thatcher resigned very well (though I don't associate it with my birthday); I heard it on the radio and ran up to tell my boss. She was on the phone, and whatever she was saying was not as important my interruption as she said straight away, "Thatcher's resigned!" She was a Thatcher supporter, and knew that I wasn't; when Labour won in 1997, I said to her that now it was my turn to be embarrassed by the Govt. I was only joking for Christ's sake - they didn't have to take me seriously.) |
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