Well what a terrible couple of weeks.
First Mum's best friend and nieghbour died leaving Mum in a bit of a state. I know she's 95 next week and should be used to it by now, but when it is someone 20 years her junior she can't understand why.
Next in the catalogue of disasters I fell and broke my ankle. So there I was getting out of the shower when bang down I go. Stupid knee gave out. I'm on the floor without my phone hoping someone will hear me. As luck would have it I was only there for 6 hours because my friend Christine decided to make a surprise visit. Anyway to cut a long story short, there I am in all my glory on the bathroom floor with just a towel over me when this gorgeous fireman asks if I'm okay. (they had to break the door down to get in) Trust me to have the best looking guy I've seen for ages as a captive audience and to say the least I'm not looking my best, is not the meeting someone new look I'm aiming for.
Next I get the ambulance people who not only have to assess my injuries and get me to hospital, but have to try to put some clothes on me while still trying to preserve my dignity. Not an easy task. Well all well that ends well and I did get the fireman's number.
Disaster number 3. Got a message on Friday night that a very dear friend had died suddenly. He was only 52. There really is no justice.
Enough of that for now.
This idiot Government are still trying to confuse us with smoke and mirrors, but it won't work. We're onto you.
I got word from DWP that they are allowing me to appeal their decision regarding ESA. Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but I think that is jolly decent of them considering they are the ones who screwed everything up. They are the ones who made the wrong decision in the first place and then proceeded to compound their mistake by giving incorrect advise. Will just have to see what the outcome will be.
I think I'd better stop waffling for now. I think the pain killers are kicking in.
Will speak later
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