E C.Thank you for calling in. My poor health is keeping me away from the blog scene, cramps in my hands; several visits to the hospital with a bit of laziness and my mind becoming more feeble, however, I am grateful for the tremendous help I am receiving. Please let the other bloggers be aware of my present predicament.
Jane Stokes- Honour said…
So sad. Beautiful adorable Rosemary. Sending all my love xxxxxxxx
LEE & EC. Briefly, The lady who is referred to as Jane Stokes Honour is my niece. Oddly, her birth title was; Rosemary Jane Bowyer, the daughter of my brother. The similarity of their middle names was mind boggling; they first met in 1966 when my wife was 23 and my neice was 15 years of age..... miss you all ..
I am sorry to say this blog will soon have its final post, this post may be my last. I would like to say "Thank You" to all of you nice people with whom I have been in blog contact over the past sixteen years. Unfortunately, my health issues have become worse over the past two weeks, my mobility is at its lowest point; and I become dizzy after a couple of paces, I am using oxygen permanently. It feels like I am falling apart; I have Kidney - Heart - Lung and Bladder problems, plus many other add ons to stir the mix. I am still living? at home, where I have a comfortable environment and the necessary assistance,. I do not sleep well; probably due to loss of body activity. My eldest son Christopher will be the person to inform you of my final time on earth. I need to lay down for a while right now. My best wishes to you all. Vest Daily Gaggle, AKA. Leslie John Bowyer.
After Eight days of incarceration in a hospital bed without excersize except for those of visits to the toilet on wobbly legs and one nurse assisted, it is of little wonder I am back to square one with my mobility, Other horror occasios the recent Tuesday and Wednesday nights around 2AM freezing near naked in the toiet waiting for the nurse, those two occsions of misery approx 45 minutes.the first and the next at least 30 mins. This visit was intended to be similar to previous times, for a pump out job on the nether regions wherein excess Urine seeps. The previous occasion - the 4th I was in and out within one day, and all was well, and despite the hospital having all the details; the appointed Doctor whose name I cannot pronounce and brain I cannot believe has this song and dance tune on LP called "tomorrow I want to see you" on the flip side reads-a song, Its called "Paying off The MERC"." Having listened to his last lot of twaddle, I although weakened from...
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Forever loved indeed.