After the sh.. hit the fan…

After yesterdays fiasco at the Orthodontist and little girl complaining her braces were falling off I called them this morning to tell them I want the braces removed and my money refunded.

The Orthodontist got on the phone and was most apologetic, begged us to come in and get them fixed and so on…
Ok so 515 this evening we went in again. He was so apologetic I wanted to slap him to shut him up.. He went on and on about it.
He did however fix the braces and we decided to see only him in future. He did claim he was the one who put the braces on and the assistant only put the wires on. I did go into the room and saw for myself, the other young girl putting the braces on so he did tell a whopper there..
As far as the account goes… he made up all these excuses for the lack of a reducing bill after all the money I paid but I also decided, when I can see all the money Is paid… He gets no more. I do keep accounts, photocopies and such to make sure there are no discrepancies… $6,500 minus $1,653 = $4847. Sound right to you??? He still tells me I owe him just a couple of dollars under the $6,000 mark… Gee what a weirdo! No more money is he getting out of me until he learns to count…and count correctly…
So little girl is home, with a very sore mouth albeit some of my gum remedy… homemade too… effective to say the least. Poor kid came out at 1130 last night due to the pain and discomfort. My remedy fixed it and she slept all through the night..
Well, that’s it for me for now…
Marilyn xxx

Boo!

OK so now what?
What do you do when you have experienced so much grief and in such a short time?
Our year began with a bang! Our home electrical appliances began to explode or just give in!
We lost our fridge, our clothes dryer, the iron, the microwave, the phone.

Then my father passed away and about 6 weeks later I lost the dearest sweetest little dog. All she ever did was smile and ask to be cuddled and loved. Crap. could it get any worse???
I work in Aged care a lot and I deal with death as if it’s a release for them. They’ve had a full life, and the illnesses and problems they have don’t give them any quality of life. Some elderly residents pray for death. They will refuse to eat and drink. They will cry out in pain. They will refuse treatments and medications because they’ve had enough. I feel for them and I understand their emotional and physical pain. When my Dad passed away it was sudden, but I know if he had been given the choice he would have opted for the quick way out. He didn’t want to linger and it was something I had discussed with both my parents.
I felt relief for him when he went because he was in no more pain. I will say though it was very hard not to lose it. It was a sad time for all.

Then the loss of ‘Lovey’ last friday evening. I didn’t have time to deal with my Dad’s passing and I was faced with a loved one’s death again.

Now we have Boo! We got Boo soon after we got ‘Lovey’ to be a housemate so ‘Lovey’ wouldn’t get lonely if we had to go out and couldn’t take her with us. Now Boo is left and looking a bit lonely. Hmmmmmmm tricky situation. ‘Lovey’s’ cothes will never fit Boo. Boo won’t sleep next to me as that was ‘Lovey’s’ spot on the bed so she curls up on the warm wheat bag at my feet. She is doing some odd things now and looking a bit forlorn… I need to keep her busy to keep her mind off it… Ok so the other night I ordered a little teddy bear. It should be delivered tomorrow as I paid for express post..

When I received the little fluffy jacket I ordered for ‘Lovey’ and pulled it out of the packet, Boo thought it was a teddy and grabbed it and tried to run… She thought it was a teddy. Ooohhhhh… Poor little bugga. I had to take it from her and put it away. In actual fact I had to nearly pry her jaws open to get it from her. Come on the teddy. It’s pink and fluffy and it comes from a wonderful online pet store call ‘My Pet’s Wardrobe’.. It might give Boo something to do.

I thought of purchasing a small soft toy in the shape of a dog for her to play with but that thought brings about some pretty odd imaginings…

Have you ever wondered about people who have loved a pet so much they wanted to have it cloned??? What a stupid idea. I mean really.. How many times do these nitwits want their hearts broken. That pet will never outlive them and they’ll be left to mourn the same dog again… Nah! Dumb idea..
I personally couldn’t do that. As much as I would love to have this precious, tiny little baby back in my arms… I still couldn’t do it. That pet wouldn’t be the same either. They wouldn’t have a lifetime of experiences, they would only look the same. I suppose a few of their mannerisms would be identical but that’s probably it.

I did some soul searching tonight and asked myself how I could be so devastated and lonely by the loss of this little pet and after considerable time and thought, I realised.. The passing of my Dad was difficult and someone had to do all the things needed so my mother wouldn’t have to do it and go it alone. I never had time to grieve then. After that I went to work to keep myself busy and it did help. Then we lost ‘Lovey’ and the pain has doubled… It all came back with a vengeance and has been haunting me. I have never felt so desolate in my life. I have been crying and sobbing for 4 days now. It’s been said.. ‘Time heals all wounds’ It does too. I am waiting for ‘time’ to heal my wounds… and it better bloody well hurry up too. I have a life to get on with and a family who rely on me… Does any of this make sense or am I just babbling away???

How do I get a doggie hoodie on Boo with her ears?

Boo’s ears naturally stand up..

Reminiscing and laughing my head off!

I was thinking about a girlfriend the other day and it took me back to a time when we used to go out and see if we could find some sort of stimulating entertainment and nice people. Well, she rocked up at my house and said ‘There’s a party at a house, advertised on the radio and everyone’s invited.’

I was a bit concerned about arriving at a stranger’s house but we had previously been invited to a radio announcers party and it was a great show, so off we went. When we arrived we knocked on the door and the occupiers of the house let us in and we wandered into the back of the house where the party was. There were about 8 people in all and they were busy talking and enjoying themselves. There was soothing music palying so as to disturb the conversation. ( No party Music).

We settled ourselves into a couple of chairs by a beautiful bay window and were offered drinks which we accepted gratefully from the host.

I suppose we sat there for a good hour and I noticed every now and then when I looked around, there was someone looking at us with a quizzical expression on their face. Now my friend was a nice person and I’m sure she had the right address but it finally came to me that this could possibly have been a joke and we shouldn’t have been there at all. It looked like a private party and what were we doing there?

I suggested to my friend that we leave as quickly and quietly as possible. We thanked the host who just looked at us with a blank expression and said nothing. I couldn’t wait to get out of there. I felt so uncomfortable. Thinking about it now… I’m sure we weren’t supposed to be there. How emabarrassing is that?

Now if there is a public anouncement about a party, half the nation turns up, the premises are trashed and it ends up on the news! Imagine that!