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Those Three Little Words

Those three little words…
My eldest son is preparing for his leaving cert at the moment and I find myself uttering three little words in various configurations, but all meaning the same thing:  Have you studied?  Are you studying? Have you started? Have you finished? Are you ok? How’s the stress? How’s the studying? Is that it? Is there more? Will you study? Etc, etc etc.  I feel like a broken record.  I feel like I’m creating unnecessary stress for him, but at the same time I also feel as a parent it’s my job to make sure he is at least taking out the books and even ‘pretending’ to study.  Then I feel better!  But its not really anything to do with me, as I have told him repeatedly, I already did ‘my time’.  Looking at the amount of work my son has to do however does not feel familiar to me.  It’s over twenty years since I did any state exams and it appears a lot has changed in that time.  For anyone who has any sort of difficulty it must be an absolute nightmare to try and remember, recall and regurgitate the amount of information now expected.  My heart goes out to my son every time I see his stressed face and his sunken shoulders.  Like many of his classmates, the final push is now on to try and remember as much as possible before the end of May.  So revision is the word of the moment.  But if I was to ask him his word of the moment, it can be taken from the following list: stress, anxiety, pressure, tension, worry, burden, fear and apprehension.  As an adult its much easier to cope with all the above, but our young adults are expected to cope with the strains and stresses of growing up at the same time as sitting what for some of them is one of the most important exams of their life.  Considering competition is so tough nowadays for college places, it is no wonder that some of our kids are finding it really tough…  I’m finding it tough and I’m just a parent watching this.  But I will continue to ask:  have you studied, are you studying, are you finished, until the very last exam is over and he is actually finished…..  That’s my job!


From three little words to a cosy Threesome!
When my mother first told me that it was suggested on a website that teenagers should try a threesome to spice up their sex life, you could have knocked me over with a feather.  At first I thought she was having a laugh and my mother is a septuagenarian so it’s not the kind of joke she’d normally pull.  When I realized she was serious, the next thought that came to mind was whoever was responsible for posting that obviously has no teenagers…  But then I decided that the best thing to do was check out the content and context of the actual article for myself.  I found it on Spunout.ie, but instead of the slant I expected to find, I found instead a website offering advice and wisdom to teenagers that they might not get at home.  The way in which the articles are structured and written far from being an encouragement to teenagers offers in an intelligent and perceptive manner all kinds of advice for those teenagers who are already sexually active.  Not what I was expecting considering the uproar in the media!!  As a parent of three teenagers, it is very much to the forefront of my mind that the time will come and probably very soon when my own children will become sexually active.  The fact I got them this far in life without that happening I feel is an achievement (that is as far as I know of course).  The world my children occupy as teenagers is very different to the one where I grew up; I have spoken about that before.  Their ease with technology and their constant access to it probably has a lot to do with the prevalence of misinformation out there among teenagers.  So as a parent it is my job to correct that misinformation and also to try and temper their curiosity with some sort of moral fortitude.  Almost everything is discussed in our house, including sex.  I am always available to them to discuss any issues they may be having.  If they don’t open the dialogue, then I do.  I find however, I get a lot of information from their friends when they visit our house and that is why I have a very open door policy at my home.  But for some parents it’s not easy to discuss sex with their offspring.  It is something that you nearly have to force yourself to do; to get over any embarrassment you may have. When I was growing up sex was certainly not discussed in my house, it wasn’t the done thing.  So what would we rather therefore, for our teens to get their information from other teens or to have access to a site like spunout where the information is given is a safe and measured way?  It is beyond contestation that our teens are engaging in sexual activity of all kinds at an earlier and earlier age.  So do us adults bury our heads in the sand and refuse to acknowledge this fact, or do we cope with their world in a meaningful and determined manner. I would rather do the latter while at the same time trying to stall that initial foray into the adult world of sexual activity.  But for those who have already started, the site www.spunout.ie dispels the myths, spells out the dangers and above all urges caution to teens who access them for information.  Now, isn’t it better they get it from somewhere they and us adults can trust right?  I would also say this site is full of information on other topics too, dealing with exam stress, dealing with loss, dealing with depression; in all, its better to look before you judge and in this case, I think this particular article has been blown out of proportion; either that or those interpreting it still live in the dark ages.

You asked what Mr Varadkar

You asked What?

I read with interest in one of the weekend papers that Leo Varadkar was disgusted with Ryanairs Michael O’Leary (what’s new) rejecting his request for a one million €0 seat sale to be given away by Ryanair.  This just happens to be the amount of people they were hoping to confirm would come to Ireland for the various Gathering events organised throughout the country.  Now, call me foolish, but to ask any commercial organisation to offer up 1 million seats for free is just ludricious.  If Mr Varadkar is so desperate, why did he not ask Aer Lingus?  Why ask Ryanair?   The question I would like answered is ‘did Leo Varadkar ask Aer Lingus and what was their answer to the same request’?  I don’t understand any Minister asking a company that makes its revenue from selling a service to give that service to a substantial proportion of travellers for nothing!!!  Talk about not living in the real world! 

 

OH my pet hate……

I don’t hate driving.  It’s a necessary evil if you ask me.  But it’s becoming more difficult in this day and age to drive safely, not because my driving skills are called into question, but because there appears to be a huge amount of lunatics out there on the road.  I’ve talked about this before; the ones who think their indicator is a magic wand, instantly creating the right amount of space for them to move safely from one lane to the other, irrespective of the actual space available.  There also seems to be lane hoppers out there who have little or no regard for the motorists ahead or behind them.  And then there’s the cyclists; my real pet hate.  I am not against cycling on our roads per se, what I am against is the vast amount of cyclists out there who neither seem to understand the rules of the road nor follow them.  If I hit a cyclist, I am to blame irrespective of what they have done to cause the accident.  Some cyclists (I can’t say all here, although my experience certainly suggests MOST) don’t obey any rules other than what they want to observe.  ‘Some’ cyclists go through pedestrian lights, red lights, try to pass on the right or left even if my cars indicator shows that’s where I’m turning.  They try to squeeze past my car on the right or left against oncoming traffic and bang my car as if I am to blame because there’s not enough room for them to do this safely in my opinion.  These are on roads where no cycle path is evident, present or marked.  And don’t get me started on the cyclists who dress all in black with not a light or reflective item in sight.  If I drove my car and it was not fit for purpose, I wouldn’t pass the NCT.  Why is there no equivalent NCT for bikes?  Why is it not mandatory for cyclists to dress to be seen especially in these dark days and their bikes contain reflective lights at the front and back?  I understand that cyclists have a right to road space and I drive around them accordingly, they are much more vulnerable than I am, tucked up safely in my metal cage (car).  But I just wish cyclists would realise that they can be splattered in an instant and cycle accordingly, following rules that will keep them safe.    There is an unmistakable need for some sort of code of conduct for cyclists out there and if they don’t follow it, for some sort of punishment!  Either that, or get off the road……

What Christmas Means to Me!

 I would like to take this opportunity before the big day to wish each and every one of you a happy Christmas season.  I know I am certainly looking forward to the time off and then hopefully a better year to come in 2013.  It is always with a bit of nostalgia I face into this time of year.  Like a lot of families around the country, half of my siblings have emigrated, so this time of year, I can be quite melancholy with plenty of reminiscing of times past being done.   Like most of you readers out there (over a certain age), we didn’t have an abundance of money when I was growing up but somehow my parents succeeded in making Christmas a wonderful time of year for us six children.  In a lot of ways we were shielded from the financial worries my parents may have had and we never felt like we were deprived in any way.  Mind you our wants and wish lists in those days were certainly less expensive to fulfil than those of children now-a-days.  When I talk to my parents about their Christmases as children, funnily, they tell similar stories; theirs however are ones of extreme poverty.  Both my parents grew up in the ‘40’s and remember quite clearly the effect the Second World War and its aftermath had on this country.    Again however, they never hankered after anything; their wants and needs were much simpler then and both their parents, my grandparents, made a huge effort at this time of year to have plenty of food on the table, coal for the fire and a gift for each of them and all their siblings under the Christmas tree.  Both my parents come from large families as I do myself and for both them and indeed me, Christmas was more about getting together and spending time with each other than what was under the tree on Christmas morning.  We have just had another savage budget and I am sure there are plenty of people out there who feel they have little to celebrate or look forward to in the coming year.   Money is scarce at the moment for many families, but it’s not the first time in this country’s history that money is scarce!  All I have to do to remember that is think back on the stories of my parents’ childhoods, or indeed my own.  Things changed and they can and will change again, we just have to hold on and get on with it as best we can.  The memories of my childhood Christmases are ones I will treasure forever, especially now that most of my siblings don’t make it home for Christmas.  So for me, memories of Christmases past when we were all together are most poignant. There are certain things that are quintessentially Christmas for me; I remember the roaring fire my father used to keep going all Christmas Eve night, so that when us kids all got up at 5am in the morning the house downstairs would be warm (no central heating in those days).  I remember the big turkey my mother used to cook and how every single morsel of meat would be picked off the bones so there would be enough to feed all eight of us. After that then I remember the wonderful Turkey soup my mother would make with the bones on Stephens’s day so she could take the day off from cooking.  She used to spend days beforehand precooking some of the vegetables because in those days the hobs and cookers seemed to be smaller!  She’d prepare what she could beforehand so that on Christmas morning she could have time to sit and watch all us kids play with our new toy, while accepting yet another ornament or candle sometimes bought from the ‘rag and bone’ man months before…..

I remember being dressed up in our Sunday best and going to Christmas morning mass in the local church and unless you were early it was most difficult to get a seat; the church would be packed to the rafters.  If you were really lucky, you’d get a seat beside the radiator so you could be a bit warm.  In those days the church always seemed to be ice cold.   And then it was home to eat the feast; or what we perceived to be a feast.  There would be turkey and ham and lots and lots of vegetables and for afters homemade trifle and pudding with custard, yum!  After dinner, we’d all pile into the sitting room and there always seemed to be bodies everywhere as girlfriends and boyfriends would arrive and we’d watch the Big Christmas Day movie all together.  It always seemed, in my memory anyway, to be the newest Superman or Indiana Jones movie or indeed the old favourite James Bond!  And then when we felt we couldn’t eat another bite, my mother would bring out the box of Seasons Greetings sweets and we’d munch on toffees for the afternoon!  Simple memories like this, is what Christmas means to me!  More than anything, Christmas for me was a time when we would just enjoy being all together and happy.  It was a time when my parents both got to take a well-earned break, my mother from cooking and cleaning and my father from work and we had him for days on end which for us was absolutely wonderful.  It’s the simple pleasures we need to remember, cherish and pass on to our children.  It shouldn’t be about the latest techno toy, and it’s up to us parents to pass on those memories to our children while making memories for them to cherish when they grow up.  So with that in mind, I wish you all a peaceful, happy Christmas surrounded by your nearest and dearest!

Not just a Cranky Old Man!

 When appearances can be deceiving!

When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in an Australian country town, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value.  Later, when the nurses were going through his meagre possessions, they found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital. One nurse took her copy to Melbourne. The old man's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas editions of magazines around the country and is appearing in magazines for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem. And this old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging across the Internet.
this was posted to my facebook and really did touch my heart.  I decided to share it with you all in the hope that it gives us all a better understanding of what our community of elderly may feel as we watch them or treat them with unsympathetic eyes...

Cranky Old Man.....
What do you see nurses, what do you see?
What are you thinking, when you're looking at me?
A cranky old man, not very wise,
Uncertain of habit with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food and makes no reply,
when you say in a loud voice, 'I do wish you'd try!'
Who seems not to notice the things that you do.
And forever is losing a sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding the long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking, is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse; .You're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am, sa I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten, with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters  who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide and a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty ; My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other with ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, Babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me My wife is now dead.
I look at the future I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing young of their own.
And I think of the years And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man and nature is cruel.
It's jest to make old age look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles, grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass, a young man still dwells,
And now and again my battered heart swells
I remember the joys I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living life over again.
I think of the years, all too few gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people open and see.
Not a cranky old man . Look closer  -  see ME!!

 

Not only did this poem touch my heart, but someone posted a reply by a nurse on the same site and I have to say that too evoked a very emotional response.  It is so apt, so touching and so endearing, that I felt it was necessary to put these two side by side.

A Nurses reply - - by Liz Hogben
What do we see, you ask, what do we see?  Yes, we are thinking when looking at thee.
We may seem to be hard when we hurry and fuss but there's many of you and too few of us.

We would like far more time to sit by you and talk to bath you and feed you and help you to walk.
To hear of your lives and the things you have done your childhood, your husband, your daughter, your son.

But time is against us, there's too much to do - Patients too many and nurses too few
We grieve when we see you so sad and alone with nobody near you, no friends of your own
We feel all your pain, and know of your fear that nobody cares now your end is so near.

But nurses are people with feelings as well and when we're together you'll often hear tell
Of the dearest old Gran in the very end bed and the lovely old Dad and the things that he said
We speak with compassion and love, and feel sad when we think of your lives and the joy that you've had.

When the time has arrived for you to depart you leave us behind with an ache in our heart
when you sleep the long sleep, no more worry or care there are other people, and we must be there.  So please understand if we hurry and fuss. There are many of you and too few of us!!

There's no more emotive an issue than abortion

There's no more emotive an issue than abortion!

In the past week, we have been privvy to 'some' information about the young Indian woman who lost her battle for life in a Galway hospital, when a miscarriage caused complications and resulted in her dying from Sepsis and E-Coli.  As has been stated on radio and in the papers numerous times, we (Joe and Joan Public) are not in possession of all the facts and therefore cannot really make an informed decision as to what did or didn' t happen.  Cold comfort that is not to her family and husband who now not only grieves the loss of his unborn child, but also of his wife...
If there is any lesson to be learned from this it is that we need clarity where medical abortions are concerned.
But its not only that!  As a woman and mother, I am absolutely torn between the choices facing some women out there.  As a woman I understand and support everyones right to choose.  As a mother, I understand what can result from a pregnancy carried to term.  The fact of the matter however is I CHOSE!  I chose what was right for me given the circumstances of my life.  While I might not agree with someone else's choice, am I right to deny them the right to choose what is right for them.  Simply put the answer is NO! 
Getting into an argument about what constitues life and when is a feotus actually a baby is an argument that is meant to cloud, confuse and evoke an emotional response.  It is commendable that those who stand up for rights have behind them the courage of their convictions, but unless a woman is free to make a choice that is right for her; her rights are being ignored and that in my opinion is not right.  We all live with the consequences of our actions; we should not be forced to live with those consequences when they don't reflect our own right to choose.

 

You take away the grants, you take away the support, you take away our kids future and you say we can afford it??

 

There has been much talk about the removal of capitation grants to private schools.  The reason for this appears to be simple. If you can afford to send your child (or children) to a private school, you can afford ALL the fees and let’s face it, the argument continues, the government can’t afford it any more.  Well, if the government can’t afford it now, what will happen when these schools close (as some most definitely will) if the capitation grants are removed and all those children have to be accommodated in already bulging secondary schools within their catchment area.  You think we have problems now within the education system?  Well, just wait for it!!  My own opinion is this; every child in this country is entitled to an education paid for by the state, that’s why we as parents pay our taxes is it not? Presently, every child, irrespective of the school, gets this capitation grant paid to the school they attend.  So we have students whose parents send them to private schools, are they then less entitled to this grant, are they less of a citizen of this country because their parents scrimp and save to put them into a school that maybe better suits their needs.  Much has been made of the facilities on offer at private schools but let me state clearly and as loudly as I can, the government, the department of Education, us, we the people by way of our taxes, do not pay anything towards those extra facilities nor do we pay for the infrastructure; the buildings, the grounds or maintenance of same.  Those ‘extras’ are funded from the fees paid by parents.  I send my son to a private school.  I sent him there because of his difficulties with Dyslexia.  At his school he receives more care and attention than if he had attended the local school.  When I visited the local school on their open night, I was told unfortunately they don’t have many facilities or remedial time to help my son.  So as a parent what was my option?  Leave him to fend for himself in a school that stated, before he’d even started, they’d do nothing for him, or send him to a school where he could be helped and pay for it.  The choice as a parent was easy. The difficulty for many ‘middle class’ parents, those parents that these politicians (proposing this step) insinuate are ‘rich’ is that it is not an easy thing in this economic climate to come up with the extra money for these school fees. To suggest every parent of every student in private education can afford to pay all their fees is both insulting, disgusting and smacks of cow-towing to elements of an electorate who think the middle class are not shouldering enough fiscal responsibility and should be taxed more.  Nothing could be further from the truth.  Ask anyone branded as a member of this ‘middle class’ what they can afford and I know the answer you’ll get already.  This wonderful ‘middle class’, who are allegedly swimming in money are struggling just as much as anyone else in this country.  Being an easy target for the pugnacious comments of those politicians standing on their soapbox will have consequences when next we attend the election boxes.  You reap what you sow; I hope you all remember that!  And by the way, you should be ashamed of yourselves.

 

What is happening with Sentencing in our courts?

I recently read with absolute astonishment of the sentencing of a young man for burglary, the second he had committed on the day he was caught red handed.  To be fair to him he pleaded guilty; mind you how he could have pleaded anything else is beyond me, but kudos to him for ‘admitting’ it.  Then my outrage kicked in as I continued to read that the sentencing judge gave him a three year jail term, with two years suspended.  What caused my absolute incredulity is the fact that this chap had 46 previous convictions including two for burglary and at the time of his offence he was serving a ‘suspended part’ of a prison sentence.  While the circumstances of this young man’s childhood were far from ideal, it was with interest that the judge noted it but suggested that the young chap had become a menace to society.  YET, the chap only got one year for his crime!  This sentence is just nonsensical. My outrage is regularly irked at the seemingly indiscriminate and arbitrary sentencing that our judicial system hand down.   I do believe that sometimes circumstances have to be weighed heavily against the crime committed but my god how many times does the judicial do that before the rest of us look on in absolute bewilderment.  If judicial sentencing continues to be this haphazard, then surely there should be a list of restrictions with limits and boundaries.  There is no deterrent for this chap.  After he’s served the measly few months he’ll actually get in prison, he’ll be out in time for Christmas!  Wonder whose home he’ll target then!

The X-Factor or the O- Factor

OMG, I admit it; the X Factor is my guilty pleasure.  My teenage daughter and I every Saturday sit down and enjoy this show, the comments, the acts, the acting out, the outrage and the (ahem) singing!  It’s time we get to spend together and with her busy life as a teenager, its time I enjoy with her, even if it is sitting (and shouting) at the tv and comparing the acts, while fighting for our own favourites!  But OMG peoples, where’s the X-factor gone this year.  Poor poor Rylan;  plenty of pzaz, plenty of charisma, not much talent in my opinion, but still week after week as he goes through and survives, greater acts and talents are booted off the show because they are not as popular.  If you dissect the show; those acts going through are ones that get the public vote for some reason; certainly the boy bands are popular because of their looks:  that’s not too bad really because actually Union J can sing and I think will go far (not least because their legion of screaming teenage followers will buy anything they produce in the future).  But there are acts getting through where I can’t spot the talent!  I can’t see the potential, I can’t see the draw at all.  Rylan is one of those. I am sorry to say I don’t get James either!  He ‘pours’ his ‘dark’ heart into every song he sings certainly, but he sounds the same singing every one of them.  Where’s the diversity, where’s the variability, where’s the sunshine, (I think he’s only smiled twice in the last six weeks!!)?  With the exception of Leona Lewis, the show has not produced an international singing sensation as is its remit!  But is that not happens when you leave the voting in the hands of the populous more interested in the ‘talent’ than ‘the talent’. Well, that’s the opinion of this auld fogy anyway.

 

We are not keeping pace with technology when it comes to bullying

Unless one of your children has been the target of a bully, it is hard to imagine the sense of helplessness and powerlessness you feel as a parent.  Imagine then how that child feels as the bullied party. But bullying has moved on from pushes and taunts in the school yard.  It has moved into the realms of constant and instant communication.  Some children are exposed and powerless in a way as was never the case before because now the bullies don’t even face them; it’s done across cyberspace in a cowardly, disgusting and devious manner.  It makes it easier to bully someone when you don’t have to face them and see the impact of your words or actions.  But as we have seen in the last few weeks, the effect of such bullying can have devastating consequences on some children and their families.  Ask those who have been bullied what the consequences for them have been and the answer will be uniform across them all: fear, shame, hurt, depression, feelings of uselessness, damage to their self-esteem and their confidence and anger at times.  That anger is directed towards those who won’t or can’t help including parents who sometimes have no idea what their child is going through.   Dealing with a schoolyard bully while, not easy, is still easier than dealing with at times the anonymity of cyber comments.  I have had parents tell me that teachers or those in a position of authority have not acted when their children are bullied as the bullying is not so clear-cut; that bullying took the form of a ‘sneaky and insidious manner’.  That failure to act resulted in those children being bullied worse and for longer because the bullies acted with what they saw as impunity.  Our system is wrong when this is the result.  Our system is wrong when a child suffers so badly at the hands of his/her tormentors that the only option they feel left open to them is to take their own lives, or self-harm or act out and turn to other things like drugs or drink!  We have just voted on a child protection policy, but what about those kids we are not protecting as a result of this don’t see, don’t react attitude.  For the most part, boys will sort out their differences by swopping a few thumps; for the most part, boys don’t hold grudges, its girls who are the undisputed queens of that particular practice and it’s disgusting.  I’ve also heard the parents of bullies suggesting that there is no way ‘their child’ would do something like that!  But they do!  While some parents have no idea their child is being bullied, so too most parents will not realise their child IS a bully.  What child would like their parent to know that?  What child would like their parents to see them picking on someone else, displaying such disgusting, shameful and nauseating traits as to make them dislike their own child if just for a while?  I am sure I am not alone in getting so angry and upset and indeed disappointed at a system that does not protect, at parents who can’t imagine and at the perpetrators of the bullying who undertake such unpardonable behaviour under the cloak of ‘ignorance’.  If you bully someone – no matter the level, you damage them; it’s as simple as that.  If you allow that bullying to continue no matter who you are (teacher, parent, friend, or authority figure); in my opinion, you’re just as bad as the bullies themselves?  And it’s about time we all took responsibility for this type of behaviour and stamped it out!

 

 

My Random Thoughts!!

I can’t believe you’re doing that:

I love watching ‘Come Dine With Me’, whether it’s the English or Irish version, it doesn’t really matter.  I love seeing what some contestants call a well presented meal but I’d regard as rubbish, while others go all out and provide their diners with a wonderful meal, but still get low points because the entertainment maybe wasn’t up to scratch.  The interpretation of the idea of the night is so subjective that those who can’t cook can still win!  It’s the whole uncertainty of it I love!  What I also love is watching how some people prepare and present their meals.  What I don’t understand is how some people don’t poison their guests because of their ‘hygiene’ standards in the kitchen however.  I recently watched an episode where an individual was serving chickens and after taking them out of their pack, proceeded to wash them in her sink, splashing cold water all over clean dishes left to dry on her draining board.  She then proceeded to slop them down onto an empty surface where she de-haired them of the few stray bits left on the carcase.  After she had then plonked them in her cooking tray, she lifted a tea-towel and wiped away the wet surface.  She then continued to use the ‘same’ tea-towel throughout the rest of the afternoon.  Shock and Horror!!!!  Salmonella here we come!  Firstly, what went through my mind was not that the clean dishes were now splashed with contaminated water, not that she didn’t disinfect the surface after she’d placed the chickens in the oven, not that she used the same tea-towel she’d used to pat dry the chickens for the rest of her preparations, but that in the very first instance, she found it necessary to wash those chickens in her sink.  I know it has long been established that any germs on the outside of any fowl will be killed in the cooking process and therefore it negates the need to wash them before placing them in the oven or pan.  This woman was not young, certainly she was old enough to know better, wasn’t she?  How many people do unsafe things in the kitchen still, despite the widespread campaign on cooking and food preparation safety, I wonder?  Is it that the message is not getting through?   I really don’t know the answer, but watching this woman prepare and cook her meal made me really glad I was not sitting at her table.  I do have to add however, that none of her guests suffered any ill effects so maybe this time she was lucky, or maybe the show is edited so as to avoid all those boring cleaning bits.  I hope so is my thought on that!!!

Troica; Get stuffed!

I heard on the news on the way to work this morning that the Troica think we are doing really well!  Yipee!!  We may be in line to get another bailout after 2013, Yipee!!  It will come with conditions however, aawwh!!   But the most infuriating part of their statement is they are worried at the lack of job creation in this country!!  Well excuse me, but where do you think job creation is going to come from when you suck our country dry?  Where will our government get the revenue to sink into development and job creation when you take every penny and more out of the hands of those who may be able to create jobs in this country?  When do you think will come the time where small and medium sized employers in this country decide, ‘yes we’ll take a chance that things are finally getting better and start gearing up for the brighter future ahead’.  Ahem! That is not happening folks, because there is absolutely no spare money anywhere!  Because of the restrictions placed on our government in every area of the running of our Country, we, the people also have not a smidgen of spare money anywhere.  Christmas is coming but the only thing that’s getting fat are the geese!!  Oh, and the bond-holders as they laugh all the way to their bank – with our money!!!
So if your restrictions on the next tranche of money you say we need are anything like the last few years constraints, I say get stuffed!

 

Christmas is on the way, but what type will it be this year.
I had a workman in the house over the weekend and we were shooting the breeze about business and the conditions out there for anyone who is self-employed.  While he is managing okay at the moment, he said most of his mates have left Ireland for greener and sunnier climes because they have found business in Ireland so hard over the last few years.  What he recounted to me about some of his friends is just shocking!  Because most of them were involved in the construction business, most of them had lost their jobs or were trying to survive on a trickle of work out there.  While it is good news for anyone who wants work done, because we can bargain down any workmen or companies, the flipside of that is these very guys are trying to survive on less than half the income of the boom times.  Of course, that also means their families are struggling.  Most people we concluded would rather struggle and indeed suffer in silence rather than admit how hard life has become for them.  One of his pals could not even cobble together €2 to give to his son to go on a school outing.  That just makes me feel so sad that there are so many of our neighbours and friends and colleagues in the same position staying silent!  Life has become so cheerless and distressing for so many of our population.  With Christmas around the corner, instead of the usual cheer this time of the year brings, it will instead bring extra pressure and financial strain to many, many families out there.  And that is just depressing!  So as we start the run-up to Christmas in earnest this week (now that Halloween is out of the way), perhaps now is the time to think not only of our own families but of those in dire need who are suffering in silence.  What about getting back to the true spirit of Christmas and extending a hand of friendship and help to those we know are in need!  Now wouldn’t that indeed be wonderful.

New Product launching for the women of Ireland

Welcome news for the women of Ireland! 

Women’s intimate health is an area often overlooked by us females because of the nature of the ailments.  Often embarrassing and distressing to discuss, women have, for years in some cases, suffered in silence with complaints that can be cured if only they found the words or courage to open a dialogue either with their doctor, health care provider, pharmacist or indeed their close female friends.  In the next few issues of this health column, we plan to open discourse about female health by presenting you, the female reader with information on how to identify conditions and more importantly the treatments available to help alleviate and cure ailments so that you can continue to live your life to its fullest without worrying about that ‘embarrassing’ condition.  In this issue we discuss Bacterial Vaginosis (BV), what it is, how to identify it and more importantly the newest treatment available over the counter to cure it.

If there is one thing us women are good at, especially with the explosion of health sites on the internet, it is self-diagnosis.  This is especially true of conditions that cause us to feel awkward or embarrassed when discussing them with our doctor.  One such condition often misdiagnosed is Bacterial Vaginosis.  Bacterial Vaginosis (BV) is a condition caused by an imbalance in the different types of bacteria normally found in the vagina.  However it is often identified as ‘Thrush’ by women themselves, because the symptoms share some of the same characteristics.  As a result, treatment will not always result in the problem being resolved. 

The Background:

The vagina normally contains many different types of bacteria – some of these bacteria are considered to be good or friendly because they help keep the vagina healthy and others are potentially harmful. There is a delicate balance between the two.  Lactic acid bacteria (also known as lactobacilli) are friendly bacteria. They produce small amounts of acid which means the vagina is normally slightly acidic (with a ph level of 4.5 – 5) and this helps to keep the numbers of harmful bacteria under control.  If the harmful bacteria are not kept under control, they overpower the good bacteria and can cause BV.  Simply put; that’s it!  There is no more untoward reason for this type of common infection.  It is not a sexually transmitted condition, it is not an indication of poor hygiene (in fact, excessive washing can make the condition worse) and above all it is very common. 

What are the symptoms of BV Bacterial Vaginosis.

Typically, BV causes a watery, grey white vaginal discharge which can have an unpleasant (fishy) smell. This is different from the natural and quite normal odourless discharge from the vagina.  In 2006, a treatment for BV was launched in Denmark and has been transforming the lives of women suffering from long-term BV ever since.  Because of its common misdiagnosis, prior to this treatment being introduced, BV was a recurring condition. This treatment was launched in the UK last year and is now launching in Ireland which is fantastic news for women. In test case studies available at www.ladybalance.co.uk, some women have been suffering in silence for decades but having been involved in the trials of this new treatment have reported a vast and liberating improvement.  The trials and evaluations conducted prior to the release of the product in the UK also found that women suffering other symptoms also reported improvement in their conditions.  These included women with odourless vaginal discharge, women suffering with vaginal itching and irritation and women suffering from vaginal dryness.

 Anna Britton, MD of Concept Healthcare, the company responsible for bringing LadyBalance to Ireland told us “Some of the stories we have heard from users of LadyBalance have been heart-breaking, with a recent case study highlighting that one lady was in fact suffering in silence for 30 years, while another for years thought she’d never feel normal again or have a normal sex life, as physical intimacy with her partner was too painful.”  Anna continued “I think it is important to ‘normalise’ women’s issues and not be afraid to talk about them.”

Bacterial Vaginosis is the most common type of vaginal infection in women of reproductive age, accounting for 45% of all vulvovaginal infections and affecting up to 20% of pregnant women, while up to half of post-menopausal women suffer from vaginal dryness.  Vaginal dryness can affect more than sexual intimacy often having a detrimental effect on everyday life; it can be uncomfortable to sit, stand, exercise, urinate or even work in extreme cases.

Mr Simon Emery, one of the UK’s eminent Uro/gynaecologists has been working with Anna Britton to bring LadyBalance to the attention of both the medical profession and to women in general.  Speaking to us, Simon Emery said “I see great potential with LadyBalance, helping to empower women to get their lives back, restoring both their physical and emotional wellbeing.  The beauty of LadyBalance is that it can be used to treat an existing infection or prevent future infection.”

LadyBalance is available in Ireland now as an over-the-counter medication which is fantastic news for women, both young and not so young.  Available from chemists and pharmacies nationwide including selected Hickeys Pharmacy Group, Health Express, Tesco Pharmacy, McCabes Group to name a few, it is an over the counter discreet elegant package of 12 pesarys.  Said Anne, “We wanted to make the sure LadyBalance was presented in a ladylike, tasteful and inconspicuous packaging ensuring women could pop it in their shopping trolley or basket without the risk of embarrassment.  I think we have succeeded in that.” For more information about BV and LadyBalance please visit www.ladybalance.co.uk.

 

 

 

 

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