As I progress through my condition, the appearance of my writing and state of my spelling leaves a lot to be desired… in fact even I struggle to see what I have written myself!
This is where my iMac and MacBook, and in particular Apple computers come into their own. They have, as standard a built-in word autocorrect that you can turn on through the Language settings of the System Preferences – Windows doesn’t have this feature built in as standard through any program where to have to type. But OS X does and why I love Apple computers in particular.
Also with the Apple OS X desktop compared to Windows desktops, you can add ‘Live’ wallpaper that looks so realistic, compared to the Windows 3D animated that you get… actual film clips can be run in the background, without it disrupting any other app running and because each app on a Mac computer is allocated its own RAM memory percentage, this won’t be shared with any other app you run, so therefore each app runs individually on its own ‘steam’ so to speak.
I use a live desktop app called ‘Living Weather HD’, which I purchased when it was on a 80% discount (£0.69) and with this I get an animated realtime clock which you can set at either 12 or 24 hours, the up-to-the-minute weather forecast, updated every minute, from your own town (either using System Location sensors or manually typing in your town) and a live animated desktop background feature using the current weather conditions at the time – and these past couple of weeks sure have been sunny and hot here in the Great East Midlands!
I’ve added a 10+ second clip of it, just to show what I mean… I can feel quite relaxed just looking at my iMac desktop without even using the computer – the scenes are simply beautiful!
My support worker is going on holiday this week and isn’t due back to her carer’s role until a week on Monday… I wish her a very happy holiday, it has to be thoroughly earned.
On my four hour visit with her on Thursday gone, we tried to do as much as possible (and didn’t quite succeed) so as to make it more comfortable and manageable for me over the next nine days until she visits me again.
We went into town and did a massive shop to make sure that I had enough provisions to last me for nearly two weeks – and her fear I was having a seizure at the store’s checkout when the woman serving us told me how much the shopping bill had come to!
All my main utility bills are paid, and come her next visit, the others that will be due can be paid also – so there isn’t a problem financially as such, but emotionally there will be.
She is the only person I ever really have contact with on a personal level at my home… I very rarely have family members or visitors come and see me you see. There isn’t any physical or friendship emotion with her on a personal level at all, it is just the fact that you know you are definitely going to have a visitor that makes things tolerable – and suddenly realising that you probably aren’t going to see anyone at all for nearly a fortnight, with just yourself for company, is hardly knicker-wagging!
But I will get through it, as I normally do all such obstacles that come my way… but I have insisted that she brings me a stick of rock back!
I am saddened this week to announce the death of my late father’s sister, my Aunty Clara, who has died at the age 86 following a struggle with Alzheimer’s Disease these past two years or so.
We were quite close, but these past few months she became increasingly more confused, and up to two weeks ago, never even acknowledged or recognised who I was.
Dementia runs on both sides of my parents’ families, but it within my father’s side, the illness takes a rapid and deteriorating approach much for quickly than that of my mother’s hereditary condition.
My Aunty Clara was a devout Christian, and no doubt there will be some religious ceremony at her funeral, but I must attend it, as both a representative of my late father, and also as someone who found himself over the years becoming very fond of his aunty… especially her humour, which couldn’t be very caustic and dry – quite like mine!
Be at peace Aunty Clara… you are with those you’ve loved and lost now – and more than that – you’re free!
After the disappointment of England failing miserably in the football World Cup 2014, Wimbledon started, and just as always, the majority of British players bombed out within the first two rounds…
…we have just one hope left, Andy Murray, the No 3 seed and last year’s Wimbledon Men’s Final winner – the first time a British man has won the championship in over seven decades.
There is bitter-sweet emotions to this… although he is British, and I am extremely proud of that, he has let his feelings known that he does it for his home country of Scotland, rather than for the rest of Great Britain as a whole. Whilst I understand his patriotism (I always say that I’m English first before I say I’m British), it has taken the edge off of wanting to support him fully to achieve the ‘double’.
I do wish him well, but the support for him isn’t there, after he let his feelings known a few years ago, and I find that a shame because we don’t really have any more British taken that is worth shouting about, except for athletics.
Anyway, Mr Andy Murray, you will be British if you win Wimbledon this year… but perhaps next year???