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[llywela]

1. There was a Bon Jovi concert in the stadium just down the road last night. With my windows open, I could hear every word, crystal clear. Who needs to pay for tickets?

2. We've had a little flurry of viewings on the house in the last couple of weeks - there's a guy coming round this afternoon for a second viewing, because he liked what he saw yesterday. If he's seriously interested, I'm going to have to start some serious flat-hunting!

3. I think most of my f-listies know the story behind all this, but for those that don't I should explain: the house I live in is owned by my parents; I've been renting it from them for the last four years. They raided their pension fund to buy house#2, taking out a 5-year interest-free mortgage in hopes that the real estate market might improve over those years. It hasn't, and the 5 years is almost up, so they are now selling house#1 from under me and when it goes, I will have to move on. Which is fine, that was always the deal, but it has been nice to have so much space! I've especially enjoyed having the spare rooms, and have certainly made the most of them. So if any of my friends out there fancy a quick trip to Cardiff and needs a bed for the night, speak now because once I've moved on I won't have the spare rooms any more! :D

4. Speaking of the parents, I was at their house the other day when my Small Sis somehow managed to break the lock on the bathroom door (she was larking about with a friend, 'nuff said). This was her idea of a confession: "Mum! Dad! I've turned into a super-hero! I didn't know my own strength!"

5. Big Sis has been back to the neurologist, who remains absolutely useless. He upped her pain killers, because she's in agony with chronic migraine most days, but other than that simply made another appointment for in 6 months time because she hasn't had all the tests he wants her to have yet - because the system is so damn slow. It is now 18 months since she was first taken ill. Viral meningitis, they said, and then didn't say, and then said again - they can't seem to make up their minds. Whatever it is, the damage to the brain isn't healing, and clearly isn't going to until they figure out what's causing it and start treating that cause instead of the symptoms. Stupid system.

Comments

[thisbluespirit]

Aw, well good luck with the house-selling and flat-finding! And I'm sorry - that's rotten about your sister. :-/

[galathea-snb.livejournal.com]

Well, I am glad for your parents that there is at least some interest for the house, even if it means that you may have to move earlier than anticipated. :) I really hope you'll find something affordable with a garden for the cats. *crosses fingers*

Man, that sucks for Deb. 18 months and still no real diagnosis and medication to bring her relief? That's unimaginable. :(

[(Anonymous)]

It would be good for your parents if the house is sorted, less so for you of course.

The medical profession seem to be anything but professional sometimes: A will never talk to B, appointments take far too long to be organised and so on. As systems go it's pretty useless and I'm so glad I've never really needed to make use of it.

Carol

[llywela13.livejournal.com]

There are, of course, some wonderful stories out there about NHS successes - my cousin Sarah's baby daughter Chloe, for instance, who has a serious heart condition and at 7 months has already undergone one major surgery and has more to look forward to. They've been marvellous with her. But for every good story, I can come up with several awful ones...

[llywela13.livejournal.com]

I'll be renting - I'd never get a mortgage in this economic climate and property prices are ludicrous. Still, renting means someone else is responsible for maintenance, and it's less risky if the job disappears from under me again. :)