hi jim, yes glad they are done, painters here monday, where i lived before i was stuck in bedroom, could not get downstairs, occupational therapist would not put stairlift in for me, said it would be unsafe, i hate that dreaded word safe, all she says is not safe, i had to have carer bring me up beans on toast in the morning and wait until next morning to have same breakfast, no meal in evening, no going outside, to move here it cost me fifty five pounds to pay the ambulance to carry me downstairs on a stretcher, crazy place to live here, no one is listening to our needs, they just fob us off, over seventy five thousand waiting for wheelchairs in south wales and i am not exagerating, that smell of the slurry must be awful for you, yuch. vanessa. -----Original Message----- From: James Liddell - Email Address: james.liddell2@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Sent On: 08/06/2012 08:57 Sent To: vanessa, GUIDE CHAT - Email Address: qwerty1234567a@xxxxxxxxx, guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx Subject: In Reply To: [guide.chat] i now have new doors Wow, Vanessa! You sound really excited about your new doors. I'm very happy for you; the sense of freedom they must give you will be brilliant. I know the upheaval you've gone through to get them fitted must have been pure murder, but you're bound to feel it's been worth it now. Yes, you can't beat real sunshine, or snow, or even rain for that matter. Nothing man-made comes even close. As for fresh air, though? Well, as I posted on Wednesday, the local farmers are spraying slurry on their fields...the aroma of fermented cow and pig muck is, shall we say, distinctive? At least there was no real wind yesterday. Today, though, the breeze is blowing straight toward my house, and even with the windows and doors closed, the smell is everywhere! At least it'll be gone by tomorrow. Dung flavoured toast isn't my favourite starter! -----Original Message----- From: Vanessa - Email Address: qwerty1234567a@xxxxxxxxx Sent On: 08/06/2012 00:10 Sent To: GUIDE CHAT - Email Address: guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx Subject: [guide.chat] I now have new doors yesterday they started on my new french doors, they were in my lounge, I stayed in my bedroom, which has my computer and all I need, they drilled the concrete to make a trench to bury the central heating pipes, the walls, floors and ceiling echoed with drilling, banging, sawing, you name the noise, I heard it, I was talking to malcolm on skype as i was nervous and scared with the amount of men here, when my skype went off, tried to telephone malcolm, but the phone was off too, went to put my talking book on, that was off too, no television either, no nothing, could not do nothing whatsoever, i put sticks and things against my closed door, as the workmen had the keys to my doors, so had restless sleep. today they turned the water off, as they moved the radiator that was under the window and took the window out and wall below it, they started work seven something this morning, tesco came eight this morning and could not put the frozen in the freezer as the workmen had the furniture stacked up in kitchen, eventually they moved the furniture to get the food in the freezer, next came the carer, she brought in my bedroom some food as it was impossible and dangerous for me to go out there, anyways they left tea time, they taught me to do the doors, i felt them, lovely bubbly, i have key in my left pocket for the left door and key in my pocket for right door, they have made a concrete ramp outside the two doors, when the door opened, i said wow to the workmen as the breeze blew on me, oh my, not been able to do this for years, being independant to just open my door and feel the real fresh air blow in was magical, i was on skype earlier with carol and i told her when i want to feel the air blowing i had to put my hair dryer on, when i wanted to feel sunshine warmth i put my central heating on, when i wanted to feel the winter snow i went and felt the ice in the freezer, when i wanted to feel the rain i went in the shower, now i can feel all these things for real just by opening my new french doors, plus the carers won't have to struggle with the wheelchair in the corridors, that is brilliant. the bad news is the only stupid thing they did was wire up the broken intercom to my new doors, for those who do not know, the intercom was faulty when they made this building, me and carer been stuck outside a few times where door would not open, if my bell goes i let them in and they been children or strangers or someone forgot their key, so i was told not to let them in, so i stopped then i get told off because the hospital or chemist or carer or someone cannot get in of importance and i have been fighting for london cab type taxis to take me and hundreds of others and parents with pushchairs and prams, they've had meetings, i contacted welsh assembly, m ps, parliament, councillors etcetera, so part one done, my new doors, i can feel the weather, but i will only open one door when on my own and have my lifeline in my hand to press in emergency, and will open two doors when someone is here, got to still fight for intercom and taxis and a one handed tin opener, i want to open a tin when i feel like eating something, not nice asking carer to open tin of something when you may not feel like it at tea time or forgetting its there. going to shops tomorrow to buy long curtains for my new doors and nets, straight out through the new doors, how kewl to be there with door open for carer in morning, she will be shocked, might have to press lifeline as she may have heart attack to find me at new doors waiting for her. from Vanessa The Google Girl. my skype name is rainbowstar123 ----- No virus found in this message. 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