Wednesday, September 26, 2007

TROUBLELICOUS!

I really need to go into business saving waifs and strays!
Yesterday SnoWhite had been to visit to use the internet and left to go home on the 11pm bus. Well a few minutes later I received a phone call from SnoWhite saying she had passed a collapsed man on Pentwyn Drive but as she only saw him through the window of the bus she couldn't do anything, so she phoned me to do something!
Well I found him and couldn't wake him up so I phoned an ambulance BUT then he did wake up and said he was walking home and he didn't want an ambulance even though he appeared to be in a lot of pain. I think he had either been attacked or hurt himself in some way but he wouldn't admit it.Well........after the ambulance was canceled and he stumbled up the road and fell again, I told him I was going to give him a lift home as he wasn't safe. I now that sounds really dangerous but there seemed more chance of him hurling in the car than hurting me! Anyway, I managed to get him to his house and he stumbled on his merry way. I KNOW that if I hadn't given him a lift, forget any possible injuries he might have had, he would have stayed passed out on the pavement and probably died of hypothermia over night. This happened locally a few years ago when a lad went out with him mates and he had lost his key, they left him in the garden asleep and he died of hypothermia during the night and that was in the summer.It is something to do with the way the body cools down after drinking alcohol. I am a proper old woman because now I am worried and am wondering if the lad from last night is OK but what more can you do?

Fiona starts her Welsh A level course today.......up and out of bed by 7:30am is a minor miracle for Fiona,as a typical student(!) she usually gets up in time to worship the Holly Oak(sorry that is watch Hollyoaks!).

Beauty's speech is increasing daily and there are now many things she can say but none of them are really spontaneous speech. Yesterday she came to me saying CHOCOLATE, CHOCOLATE, CHOCOLATE so I took her to the shop which is all of 10 seconds walk from the house. Whilst we were walking back, Beauty clutching her chocolate buttons, she said to me,THAT'S REALLY GOOD, DELICIOUS and TROUBLELICOUS! She knows the meanings of words and phrases she has heard and can repeat and use them in the right situation but she can't construct her OWN sentences.
Even now her ability to natter constantly can be tiring but when she begins to ASK QUESTIONS constantly I shall look back with fondness to the glory days of just natter.I do not think that I will get away with GOOGLE IT with Beauty!

3 comments:

Steve said...

I can see where the chinese (?) saying comes from about when you save someone's life you are then always responsible for it... I'm not sure my beliefs stratech that far though! Ultimately you did all you could at the time (more than most, I have to say) and the rest, I think, is up to the man in question. Our responsibilities to other people have to end somewhere and it's at that point that our responsibility to ourselves begins...

Elissa said...

Great to hear that Beauty's speech is increasing, but yes, the questions can drive you to the point of no return - that's for sure!!
PS. I laugh at the thought of telling my son to Google it, if only that would work...

MOTHER OF MANY said...

I have this personal mantra DO NOT GET INVOLVED which I am going to print out and put on my dashboard so I can REMEMBER IT when I go out and see the latest waif and stray.

Fiona sees it almost as a personal insult if I do not know the answer to a question.The last ones were WHY IS IT WINDIER CLOSER TO THE COAST and
WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A BANK AND A BUILDING SOCIETY.Save me!

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(A Blessing from St. Patrick)
May the road rise to meet you,

May the wind be always at your back,

May the sun shine warm upon your face,

May the rains fall soft upon your fields,

And, until we meet again,

May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.