March 10th Adults – hinderance and help

1999:  Mum tried to fob me off this morning by putting me in her bed, with my milk, to drink alone but I had other ideas.  I looked at her really really sweetly, patted the bed beside me and said “ Mum”.  It worked like a charm and she obliged (for a whole 5 minutes). Went to Edons and when mum picked me up tonight she bought me a packet of crisps and I was on my best behaviour getting into the car extremely nicely, with no fuss.  We called in to see Nanny and Pa, I think it was because I kept saying “Nan, Nan, Nan” for the first 3 minutes of the journey.  We ended up staying for tea and Uncle Eddy called in as well.  I’m doing well for attention this week.  Nan has bought me a new stool, which I was chuffed with, until Pa and Mummy tried to confuse me.  I mean I knew it was a stool, it was perfectly obvious to me, but they thought it was a table.  What planet are they on?  You know us kids would learn a lot faster if we weren’t hindered by adults.

2019: Haven’t managed to get back to rugby but went to watch U11 rugby today at Wymondham and then drove to Acle to meet mum who brought my paperwork half way. Mum to the rescue again! She cant complain too much as I take after her!

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January 23rd – In Remembrance of Abigail

1999: – I felt a bit kinder today and slept until 8, which seemed to please mum, but we didn’t lounge around as we apparently had a busy schedule ahead.  We started in Asda getting Bombers shopping which mummy found very confusing due to all the fresh food on the list.  Honestly, how the other half live, mummy feeds me from packets, tins and the freezer!  In protest I kept swinging my feet as I sat in the trolley and putting dirty foot prints all over her beige jeans (well I ask you, what a colour to wear).  She was not impressed, but my fun didn’t last long as she robbed me of my trainers.  Once we’d loaded up the car we went to the dentist but there was a long delay.  Mummy didn’t seem to mind though; she just made another appointment for another day.  Seems strange for her to be so cheerful about an inconvenience, perhaps she really likes the dentist and doesn’t mind when she lets her down.  We called in to see Nanny and Pa and then to Bompers to deliver his shopping. Next we went to see  Karen at the Rugby pitch where her husband Mark was playing.  I found it very frustrating though as I was strapped in my buggy, having to watch mud covered men running after a funny shaped ball.  I thought it would have been far more fun if mum had let me out of the buggy and let me run around after the ball, Karen agreed but mum didn’t give in and I remained restrained.  I got my own back later though when we went on to the club for a drink and saw two men playing pool – I decided to make the game more fun by moving the balls, they didn’t seem to mind, but mum spoilt the fun as always.  We went back to Karen’s and I played with her daughter Abigail,  affectionately known to me as ‘Agal’ and we stayed the night, with Agal’s cot next to my bed.

2019: This morning mum had to get up early with me to take my bloods for monitoring due to immunosuppressants – I keep telling her I’m far too busy to drop by the hospital. Although I managed to get home early today as need to pick Caine up from the station as he has just got back onshore and missed my birthday celebrations. Mum’s still muttering something about priorities.

Sadly A’gal died when she was 7 following a road traffic incident. She was living in Ireland with Karen and Mark and her younger sister Kate.  Her parents have set up The Abby Harding Memorial Foundation with every bit of money raised going directly to families of children with acquired brain injury. We are still in contact and have been to one of the foundation balls which are held every couple of years

https://www.facebook.com/The-Abby-Harding-Memorial-Foundation-587892691315979/

January 12th – Antibiotics, Food and Gut Bacteria

 

1999:  We arrived for breakfast to discover the high chair ready and waiting.  I ate bacon, a sausage (which looked remarkably like poo, I picked it up and said so very, very loudly, at which point Mummy crawled under the table, I don’t know why, she can be so embarrassing at times) and a slice of toast and marmalade.   Trudged around in the freezing cold sleet for 30 minutes to find a GP surgery as I keep falling over and am now back on antibiotics for ear infection.  We went swimming and I did really well holding mummy’s hand up and down the swan slide and so eventually she let me have a go on my own.   I fell backwards; mummy caught my leg just in time.  She had a banged leg and I have a banged back. In the dining room tonight I wanted the “ man” (waiter) to pour my juice into my cup.  He obliged saying “hold it tight” as I held on to my cup.  All was going well until half way through when I dropped the whole lot over my trousers.  We had to go back to the room to change and I had hysterics thinking I was going to bed, but we went out again – dancing. I have won the hearts of all, nearly everyone here knows my name and I had several dances with several ladies tonight.  I wave to them all when I leave one room and say hello when I go in to another.  

2019: Well after a hectic week Zof took me out to dinner last night at Bella – our first date restaurant – love Italian and my table manners have improved, although I remain fairly clumsy so drink spillages are not that uncommon. I don’t swim much now but did train as a life guard when I was 17 and spent a year at Camber Sands and a year at Scratby lifeguarding until going on to other things. One of those things being club host and entertainer – still love to dance and be the centre of attention some nights, although other days and nights will see me hiding away from the world with anxiety and depression and I struggle to even place an order at MacDonalds. Things are much better since I met Zof though and we are now thinking of getting our own place. Crohns not great at the moment but I continue of the immune’s and mum is certain a lot of this is due to all the antibiotics I had as a child knocking out my healthy gut bacteria so keeps trying to feed me them too (lucky she’s away at the moment!)

January 11th – Dancing, Holidays and Food

1999: Off on our hols today.  As we were getting ready to go I had to sit on the suitcase so that mummy could get it done up.  Mummy has 4 pairs of trousers, 4 tops and 2 jumpers, but we seem to have a huge suitcase, a huge rucksack and a huge carrier bag plus a bag full of toys, as well as mum’s handbag and my very own backpack.  Uncle Terry drove us and during the journey I practiced saying T-E-R-R-Y, formerly known as Ar, now known as Eddy!  We arrived early at The Grand in Margate so we stashed the luggage (which took over the whole reception area) and went to the games room and I had a ride in Pats Van (Mum has a feeling we could spend the whole week here – well look on the bright side at least you’ll know all the words to Postman Pat Mum).  Eventually Mummy tempted me away with a chocolate biscuit, but when I saw |her banana cake I changed my mind.  I ate all the icing and kindly left Mummy the mangled cake bit.  We collected our room keys and went on the mammoth trek to our room.  We circum navigated through corridors, stairs and lifts with me in the buggy and mummy carrying the bags.  By the time we got to the room mummy was praying that Jeremy Beadle would jump out and say it was all a wind up. But he didn’t and it wasn’t.  We navigated the globe back to reception and asked if someone was available to help with the rest of the bags, there was a porter, so we left the rest of the bags and headed back to our room.  We decided to go back via the road as there were far less lifts and stairs, only to find that we couldn’t get in the hotel that end as the door was locked and we had to walk all the way back again. The long corridors, in my buggy, without the luggage are actually great.  Mummy and I raced up them, along the back straight, through the chicane and down the ravine. Mum’s looking a bit red though  Tonight we got dressed up and I escorted my mum to dinner.  I was such a gent I even held the doors open for her.  The dining room however was a slightly different matter as there was so much to explore and spoilsport mummy ended up getting a high chair for me.  After dinner we went to the cabaret room and mummy and I waltzed around the floor.  

2020: I think  may have been unfairly blamed for the packing. I will go away for a week with hand luggage where mum seems to need this plus a big case! Then again I don’t have lots of nappies now and several clothes for “training”. Can just imagine mum doing all that running and pushing me around in the buggy but it would probably be the other way round now. Meanwhile I’ll just stick to my van and car. Still love dressing up, going to dinner and dancing when I get the chance. This week though I am literally working, cooking  tea (with garlic) and falling into bed to eat and sleep and get ready to start again

January 10th – Roley Poleys and Holidays

1999:  Stood at the stair gate this morning saying, “Mum, Mum, Mum””.  She’s not fooling me, I know she’s downstairs.  Up Mummy came to get me and we went downstairs to sleep on one settee and Aunty ‘Bim’ was on the other one.  We all slept until 7.15 when I decided it was time for everyone to wake up. Uncle Terry came round this afternoon with lots of new clothes for my holiday.  He complained that I “stunk of garlic”.  Well so would he if he’d just polished off a garlic baguette.  It’s no difference for kids you know.  Besides, it makes a change from the usual kiddie smells. When mummy was cooking tea I dragged a chair through from the dining table and stood at the kitchen side.  Mummy turned her back to dish up my tea and she turned back to see me fall head first off the chair and roley poley as I landed on my head.  I cried from shock and got a Jelly Baby, which I had pointed to immediately as I was lifted up.  Anyway, I actually think I was rather clever.  I’ve tried to go head over heels since, but I can’t quite manage it without the height factor.   I went to bed and was asleep by 7.00.  Hopefully Mum will do the same soon, but she said something about ironing and packing.  Still, holiday tomorrow………

2019: We still see Bim who progressed over the years to sausage Kim as she used to call me sausage.  Still love my garlic and just food generally. Roley Poley – well these progressed to somersaults I used to do gymnastics for school along with several other sports. Not so sure I could do one now but give me a trampoline and I might! Meanwhile I’ll continue with that work thing whilst mum relaxes is Tenerife.