{"id":1768,"date":"2010-10-28T18:15:16","date_gmt":"2010-10-28T17:15:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/miriamrogers.co.uk\/?p=1768"},"modified":"2014-12-01T22:50:13","modified_gmt":"2014-12-01T22:50:13","slug":"true-stories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/miriamrogers.co.uk\/?p=1768","title":{"rendered":"True Stories"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Prompt 1<\/h2>\n

The first prompt was to reply to questions you are frequently asked.
\nAt last I have written down 4 questions but I still can’t formulate answers that have more than one word in them! I have decided to leave it and come back to it.<\/p>\n

Prompt 2<\/h2>\n

I like this one!
\nLetters an Numbers. It is all about using numbers and\/or letters as a starting point for your writing<\/p>\n

I have written letters to Ben since his first birthday. Usually on<\/em> his birthday. I put them away in books and on shelves all over the place. I have no idea why I do that. I found a few and was able to put them in the book I made for his 21st.
\nThis is a long winded way of saying I didn’t want to write a letter for this prompt, even though I loved the idea and the ones I saw on the forum were beautiful. I liked the idea of the numbers so I started that about my day yesterday. I noticed a pattern of letters forming so I combined the two ideas and finished up with this.<\/p>\n

27.10.2010<\/strong><\/p>\n

A<\/strong>t 1<\/strong>am this morning my phone rang. It was B<\/strong>en with that sentence you never want to hear. \u201cMum I\u2019ve been in a car crash, I\u2019m Ok\u201d\u2026but you don\u2019t hear that bit, just the c<\/strong>rash bit. Yes he is OK. No one hurt, he is quite near home, no he doesn\u2019t want me to come out. He\u2019ll be home soon.<\/p>\n

2<\/strong> is the time he was home, fine, tired, cross, the police wouldn\u2019t come out, the other d<\/strong>river had jumped a red light and she hit him side on, his car is a mess, other drivers were either cross, because the accident was blocking the road! or asking if they could help. She admitted it was her fault, no witnesses for Ben.<\/p>\n

8<\/strong> the time I dragged myself out of bed.
\nThere were 9<\/strong> e<\/strong>-mails in my box this morning.
\nThe most important 1<\/strong> from Shimelle, hers have been going into a spam f<\/strong>older I didn\u2019t know about!
\nThere were 3<\/strong> g<\/strong>orgeous comments on my blog this morning. Which was just what I needed to cheer me up. After last night and having to go to the h<\/strong>ospital in Bristol for a pre op appointment and Paul being away I<\/strong> felt really down this morning.
\nWe went into Bristol on the Park & Ride, as there is nowhere to park in the city. The hospital is a mix of old & new. The front looks completely dreary, hardly surprising as it was built in 1732<\/strong>! but after going up and down, up and down, calling at 9<\/strong> floors in the lift, we emerged into a beautiful new building complete with atrium and trees!
\nSo, 2<\/strong> bus j<\/strong>ourneys today!
\nMy nurse was called Dennis; he was a Filipino gentleman with a k<\/strong>ind and soothing voice. He did all my pre op assessments, which were all fine.
\n135\/70<\/strong> was my blood pressure, my height 167<\/strong>cm, I closed my eyes to avoid l<\/strong>ooking at my weight! Dennis was a perfect gentleman and didn\u2019t tell me.
\n10<\/strong> very sticky pads were needed for my ECG and gosh she whipped them off quick!!
\n4 <\/strong>pm was the time we got home, m<\/strong>y back was hurting so much. Ben made us a lovely cup of tea while I made 2<\/strong> phone calls. N<\/strong>either were satisfactory.
\n40<\/strong> minutes was how long it would take to cook o<\/strong>ur M & S ready meal.
\n0<\/strong> was the amount of energy I had left to p<\/strong>repare anything else.
\n5<\/strong> o\u2019clock and the beef Lasagne was ready, it was absolutely wonderful. At
\n5.30<\/strong> we left to take Ben to work. Clevedon is only 10<\/strong> miles away and Ben doesn\u2019t start work until 6.30<\/strong> but the q<\/strong>ueue to get on the motorway is dreadful at this time of day.
\nI am going to try to r<\/strong>est until I have to go and pick him up later, I won\u2019t close my eyes because I won\u2019t be able sleep through the night. I\u2019ll spend this evening posting today\u2019s photo to my blog, and other nice blogging things!
\n4<\/strong> is the number of Photos I have left to t<\/strong>ake and post on my blog this month. It has been a great project for me to do.
\n3<\/strong> of the Rogers family have been in a hospital today: me, Jane and Mum-in-law. An almost u<\/strong>nbelievable coincidence!
\nIt has been a v<\/strong>ery long, tiring and emotional day today. I w<\/strong>ill be pleased when it is over.
\n9<\/strong> pm is the time I started y<\/strong>awning tonight.
\nBen rang me at 10<\/strong> o\u2019clock to say he was ready to be picked up but by the time I fiddled a bit with this and then had to get some fuel for my car it was 11<\/strong> by the time we got home.
\nI finally got to finish this, press \u2018save\u2019 and noticed the time 23.33<\/strong>!
\nTime for some zzzzzzz<\/strong>
\nI am finishing this exercise, out of sequence, with these xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx<\/strong>, for you. \u2018nite nite<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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