I suppose not writing on my blog because of having to correct mistakes is not really a valid reason to not write. So I will try to keep a few more updates available.
I still have not had a response to my admission form from Liverpool hospital, and I have decided if I have not heard by the end of this week, I will ring them on Monday and see if I can get some information. Not knowing is the annoying thing at the moment. Some of my symptoms are getting worse, and I will have to see a doctor soon.
Still, as a result of having my teeth removed, I am feeling so much better so obviously that was causing some problems as well. The numbness has also abated somewhat, much to my surprise, because according to what I read on line, it should have gradually gotten worse. But I can definitely feel my fingers on my skin now, whereas previously, I could barely feel at all. At least it makes going to the toilet easier. Although, at times, I still have to run.
The photograph above shows a photograph of my father and sister at a recent ANZAC day function in Canberra. I think my father looks well for his age (almost 86). My sister is doing well also. I am very proud of her accomplishments in her work.
ANZAC day produced some interesting family photographs on Facebook - I shared a photograph of our grandfather during the war, with some cousins who in turn shared a number of photographs of their maternal grandfather during WWII. It was interesting to see the two different perspectives. It was also sad, that going through the photos to find the one of my grandfather, coming across other, older photographs of young men from the family who the wars had taken before their time.
I have scanned all my photographs onto my computer and into a variety of hard drives to keep them. As time goes by I will print them off for scrapbooking albums. As I scan, I try to caption each of the photographs so that others in the family will know who the people are. Some, although I know their names, I am not sure of their relationship to the family - but someone has to remember them and keep their photos safe.
Overall, I think there are over 4 thousand photographs on my computer and drives - not all of them really relevant - like hundreds of the cats. But I am working on captioning all the ones of family and important stuff. Events we have attended, places we have been and making some sort of story of everything.
Hands on physical scrapbooking is a good thing, and I enjoy doing it, but I may not have time to get it all done, and the daughter's interest comes and goes. That isn't an indictment on her, she works and has two lively boys and time is at a premium for her.
And the other news is that in about three weeks, my daughter will have her driver's licence. She has been doing lessons for several months now and is ready to sit for her test. She is quite excited about doing it.
