Stuff from today
Apr. 10th, 2010 09:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyWalking through the shopping centre on the way to the supermarket today, I noticed that the ride for children had changed. Do you know the sort of thing I mean? You put a dollar (or whatever, I don't know) in and the machine bounces around for a minute or so with a toddler on or in it. Fun for all concerned. Anyway, it used to be a a green car in which a child could sit next to a grinning purple dinosaur (I was never sure if it was meant to be Barney or Dorothy the Dinosaur from the Wiggles), but it has now changed to a dark blue 'In the night garden' car, in which child can sit next to some sort of blue creature. The changing of the guard in children's entertainment, obviously.
When I was little, those machines were automatic rocking horses and they were often labelled with the names of famous (Australian) race horses. I remember riding the one outside the greengrocer's that was named Gunsynd, the Goondiwindi Grey. Less appropriate for children, but also less franchised. What a dilemma.
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I had dinner with my mum and her partner, John. As usual, her mealtime conversation revolved around medical procedures. On Mum's ward is a man who has just been moved from intensive care. He came into A&E (that's Accident and Emergency) saying that he felt a strange, warm sensation oozing up his chest. He was told to take a number, but a passing doctor heard what the man was saying and recognised a description of what happens when lungs fill up with blood. So he was rushed into surgery to let the blood out and now he's fine and dandy. Well, as fine and dandy as you can be in the circs. So the moral of that story is if you feel a strange, warm sensation oozing up your chest, get to a hospital straight away.
Also, Mum was trying to do a finger-prick test for, er, something, on a man who was in for heart problems, but the test wasn't working. So she told him, 'Not to worry, we'll take it from a toe instead,' and ripped back the sheets only to find he was a double amputee. 'Oh, we laughed,' she said.
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Finally, I've got a car full of bows and arrows right now. Who wants to come round and play Robin Hood with me?
When I was little, those machines were automatic rocking horses and they were often labelled with the names of famous (Australian) race horses. I remember riding the one outside the greengrocer's that was named Gunsynd, the Goondiwindi Grey. Less appropriate for children, but also less franchised. What a dilemma.
I had dinner with my mum and her partner, John. As usual, her mealtime conversation revolved around medical procedures. On Mum's ward is a man who has just been moved from intensive care. He came into A&E (that's Accident and Emergency) saying that he felt a strange, warm sensation oozing up his chest. He was told to take a number, but a passing doctor heard what the man was saying and recognised a description of what happens when lungs fill up with blood. So he was rushed into surgery to let the blood out and now he's fine and dandy. Well, as fine and dandy as you can be in the circs. So the moral of that story is if you feel a strange, warm sensation oozing up your chest, get to a hospital straight away.
Also, Mum was trying to do a finger-prick test for, er, something, on a man who was in for heart problems, but the test wasn't working. So she told him, 'Not to worry, we'll take it from a toe instead,' and ripped back the sheets only to find he was a double amputee. 'Oh, we laughed,' she said.
Finally, I've got a car full of bows and arrows right now. Who wants to come round and play Robin Hood with me?