Hospital to visit Ken
Hi - why are you waiting by the door?
Your back from work aren't you? Do you love me?
You know I do, have you been waiting here all day?
We love each other don't we? And we love Ken, are we going to see Ken together now?
Yes we love each other, and yes lets go and see Ken together. You want to go now don't you?
Sometimes we sit at the back of the bus don't we? But you don't like sitting upstairs do you? I've got my own ticket now - do you love me? Will Ken be ok?
Ken is in hospital, you know I have no idea why? Don't you?
Even in the day we don't sit upstairs do we? Do people fight upstairs? Even in the day? Do you love Ken? I love Ken, but we don't know why he's in hospital do we? We all love each other though don't we, are we near the hospital, can I ring the bell? Sometimes I wake you up very early with a cuppa tea don't I -
Yes you do, and yes ring the bell we're at The Whittington - come on -
Hello we're here to visit a friend he's been admitted, we think he's been here for a week now -
Whats his name?
Ken! His name is Ken -
Has he got another name?
No just Ken, we love him, and we love each other, we came to see Ken together -
Can you do anything with just Ken?
Well I think you may be in luck, their is only 1 Ken in the hospital, but he's in intensive care, are you family?
Yes! we love him as well, where is he?
Take the elevator to floor 6 and follow the red line, this will take you to intensive care reception.
Thank you so much -
I love you, I don't like lifts though do I? Where's Ken?
On The 6th floor
Do you love me?
Yes!Yes I love you! But when! When did you stop liking lifts though? You like lifts! -
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Booze & Personal Stuff..
Jo's mum rushed into intensive care puts things into perspective... After days of visiting her mum I managed to drag Jo and Daisy away to Hop Farm for camping in ELBY van .... the thing I love most in life is making breakfast for Jo and Daisy in a field as we camp with our van..
Starting to lose a bit of my Belly even though I haven't cut out the booze. Just simple changes now although I did a carb free 24 hours - that included booze.. I was going for another day but felt so tired at the office I could have slept! I decided to send out for a chocolate snack with nuts in. Not naming because I didn't check for palm oil I just devoured it! I was looking for the wrapper afterward to check for palm oil but I couldn't find it! I have 2 conclusions 1/ my alter ego surfaced and destroyed the wrapper for as yet unknown reasons...or 2/ I ate the bar - wrapper and all in a carb frenzy?!
The guilt I felt was enormous but I held steadfast and avoided carbs for the rest of the day/eve. (apart from a few glasses of wine)
The next morning my wife Jo ordered breakfast from a cafe for me her and Daisy as a treat....
Now the war opened up on 2 fronts...1/carbs and 2/ meat
The toast and the sausage became for an instant my reason for living... then without warning bacon!
Sheepishly I picked up my plate leaving behind the toast and the bacon. I am not proud of the fact that a lot of my close friends and loved ones are aware of my addiction to sausages, a genetic weakness on my fathers side.
I had been clean for about a month, but something snapped and I broke.
Soon after I went back for a slice of toast and then for a rasher of bacon.
I bounced back the following day and decided that eating a minimal amount of carbs, for example 1 slice of toast with my scrambled eggs - was the way forward. This has worked and apart from fish I have also resisted meat.
I've realised that food can be a trap, and ind if you don't respect it's power it will take over your body! Carbs in particular are very powerful, the moment you have eaten them they message your brain to think of more, then more...
I view carbs as a treat now, I have to because I'm 53 and 5'8 - my weight can escalate very fast!
Keep you posted - pp
Hang on.... I just bought some I'll be honest....pp x
Back later on this....
Well I seem to have slipped back into my old pattern. Not as bad but bad enough for me to do a dry June. 🥃😡