Where have I been???

If you been over to RBCJ-Hub lately, you will have seen a post where I touched briefly about how everything about the site etc has suffered due to ill health.

I thought I would update in more detail as to the situation.

A couple of weeks ago, I woke up struggling to breath, and every time I tried to walk anywhere, I had severe pains in my chest and side causing me to quickly get out of breath.

Panicking, I asked my wife to ring 101. The paramedic arrived and did all the routine checks etc, after about 10 minutes the ambulance crew arrived and after a short conflab with the paramedic, they decided to give me gas and air to relieve the pain, alongside codeine & paracetamol.

The pain subsided enough for me to board the ambulance and be taken to Barnsley General Hospital.
On the way, I asked what the problem could be (as rather stupidly, I left it and left it thinking it was a chest infection, lesson learned!).
Of course, they could only speculate with the symptoms I had described.

Waiting in A&E for what seemed like an eternity with my brother (god bless him for coming and meeting me at hospital) I was told I needed several blood tests.
I can’t really say what I thought, but to put it politely, I thought “Oh dear”.
After 35 years, this was my first ever blood test, and I’m scared of needles…
Now I will just clarify something, I say I am scared of needles and certainly the first thing the doctor said,
“How can you be scared of needles when you have tattoos?”, and simply my reply was, “I was pissed!”

In short, throughout the course of the day, I had 8 needles! (not much to some, but enough for me).
Trying to get blood from my wrists to test blood gases (or something like that) and blood from my arms. The reason I had so many, was, well, in short they couldn’t find a suitable vein lol…

After spending 10 and a half hours in hospital (A&E (Accident and Emergency) and AMU (Acute medical unit)) I was sent home. Yey…or not.

The suspicion of blood clots was believed to be the cause of everything, but they could not confirm this at that moment.
As they suspected blood clots, they had to treat me as such and start treatment right away to get a “head start”. In addition, I had to go to DVT for a daily blood test to monitor my INR (international normalized ratio).
Click here for more information on INR.
My INR was very low, 1.1 in fact, my therapeutic range is between 2-3. My blood was too thick, so I was given a regular (daily) injection into my stomach of Clexane. Great, more needles…

After a week or so of this action being taken, I had to have a scan on my lungs which involved laying flat on a ‘table’ and have a very noisy ‘polo mint’ type machine scan my lungs after they had injected me with a special (radioactive) dye.
The medical staff’s suspicion was confirmed. I have indeed got blood clots on both my lungs and I had suffered a Pulmonary Embolism.

Anyway…Having overcome my fear of needles (and pretty bloody quickly! (no pun intended)), as mentioned, I now have to attend regular blood tests to continue monitoring my INR, and continue on a prescribed anti-coagulant ‘Warfarin’.
So far my INR has fluctuated from 1.1 to 4.0 over the last month, but at least I am only having to go to hospital about once or twice a week now.

So, there you have it. My month in a nutshell…
Despite the seriousness of the condition, I am quite well in myself. I have a few pains and twinges now and again, occasionally I have to walk with a stick to support myself if I get breathless when I’m out and about, but other than that I am fine.

Just as a side note, after 6 months I have to be screened for something called “Factor 5 Leiden“, which is a genetically inherited blood disorder. It basically means, my blood is trying constantly to clot.

Exciting perhaps…

Over the last couple of months a lot has changed.
Through my own choice, I am now a stay at home dad having quit work to support my wife. As my wife is her fathers full time carer, its made it an extra strain, and so with that followed my resignation.
Sad to leave, but family come first.
Of course this also means I will be attempting to update my sites quicker and more often, although, my luck in this area has been a little less than “nothing”.
However, we shall see over the coming months…

Times are a changin’

And so I start work tomorrow. I must admit I’m a little apprehensive. Maybe it’s because I’ve gotten used to being at home and the fact I wanted to stay at home to bring up Jack.
I’m not saying that I won’t work, it’s just I had little time with Caitlin when she was born because I spent most of my time at work. I just didn’t want to miss out this time.
Maybe I am being selfish, but I can’t help the way I feel. I had such plans but as most of the things in my life, they’re dashed.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not having a go at anyone, such as babs my wife. It’s the situation that screwed us over.
I suppose in one way it would be nice to start afresh but who knows?
We shall see…

Could someone answer me this…?

I try to live my life by the fact of “Life is about getting knocked down, living is about getting back up!”
Simple concept…but at any stage in my life, am I actually going to get a break.

The amount of crap I have to go through on a daily basis, dealing with phone calls, speaking to incompetent people. I’m sure people do it just to get some perverse pleasure out of it.

I tell you something, if I ruled the world, a would put all the stupid people on one island so they could be arseholes to each other and gradually destroy themselves.

I’m so sick and tired of posts on here being negative, and yeah I know “Stop posting them then!”.
Its a fair point, I admit, but I want to get thinks off my chest before I start smashing my head against a brick wall.
I just want to be able to write something good, thats good about me.
I know I’ve got family, and thats another side of me, its the other part of me, as in myself.

Its hard to explain, and I don’t want it to come across as me not appreciating my family, because they’re all awesome, my wife, my daughter and my son.

Grrrr….sometimes I think I hate life, and life hates me!

I’m just pissing and moaning I guess. I’ll shut up for now :o)


…to you all! All the best!

To all those who are sadly, no longer with us, and to all our brave lads and lasses overseas “thinking of you this Christmas time”

A special shout out to;
Babs – my wife, for putting up for me for another 12 months.
Caitlin – my special little daughter, love you to bits
Also, my brother Ian, mam and dad, my 2nd mam who is watching from heaven, all my other relatives an in-laws who are too numerous to mention, all my friends, again too numerous to mention.
It’s a privilege to know you all, love you all to bits.
Have a great Christmas xxxx

From disciplinary to Chris & Amanda moving to Orange!

It’s been a funny old week.

First I have a disciplinary at work, to which the outcome was a verbal warning. Nuff said about that the better.
Next up, my site decides to go on it arse after updating to Word press 2.8.

Christ knows what caused it, whether it was a plug-in conflict, or whether the code just self-destructed. Either way, as you can see we are back up and running. Yey!

Then my computer decides it would die, then I had to spend 27 hours recovering all my files from a knackered partition.

So as you can appreciate, I’m relieved to see the back of this week!

Also, I just wish to mention about an old teacher of mine, who after a short illness,  sadly passed away last Sunday (14th June 2009),
Mrs (Karen) Ralph.
Good bless and my thoughts are with you and your family. x

Also, on a lighter, happier note, congratulations to Chris and Amanda from our team at British Gas who are moving to Orange next week.
Good luck, gonna miss you guys. I wish you all the best, keep in touch.

I suppose I better mention too, or elborate more about a situation my wife wrote on Facebook and kept most people guessing and worrying about a certain comment she wrote.
She made a comment about waiting in the hospital for ‘x’ amount of hours to be seen by the doctor, but never mentioned what it was for etc. So to put the record straight, Babs found a lump in her left breast, which thankfully turned out to be nothing at all. So apologies to the people who were worried and were wondering what it was all about.

4 sleeps, then its Caitlin birthday. 5 already, where does the time go?
God bless cheeky monkey, I know you can’t wait to go bowling next week, but your’re gonna have to :o)

Oh how time flies!

Well, alot of time as passed here in the RBCSoftware household. To be fair there has been alot to rant and rave about too!

Firstly, Happy Birthday to me.

Yes I’m 30, and yes I had a bad paper round as a kid (as they say!)

The first thing I would like to address is Jade Goody.
Of course I never met her, and to me she was quite annoying, but I would never wish cancer and all the other tragic things that have happened, and I would never wish death on anyone.
But, the thing that really PISSES me of (pardon my language!) is all the media.
Not in the sense of “Oh I’m fed up of hearing about it!”, but how the media were all “Anti” Jade Goody when this thing with Shelpa Shetty happened, then as soon as they find out she has cancer, boom, they’re all up her arse so quick its pathetic.

You’ve got paper one minute saying she should be banned off TV, and yadda yadda about her racial slurs. Yes it was wrong etc, but then all of a sudden, “Get well Jade, we love you!”, “Brave Jade, our hearts and thoughts are with you”

Geez, the papers were like a dog missing its masters leg, the patronising B**tards!
Personally I reckon she was brave, and very intellegent. By this I mean, quite a few people we saying shes a money grabbing so and so, but for good reason. To provide for her sons with a least a stable financial future. Everyone complained about the number of times she appeared in magazines, exclusive interviews and whatever just to get more money.

Well guess what, good on her!
I would do the same, if I had that chance, and I would like to meet anyone in the same position, who wouldn’t.
So to this, I take my hat off to Jade Goody, good night and god bless.

Next on the agenda;


After an eternity of waiting, the crew of Red Dwarf are back, and they finally get back to earth. And where do they visit?
Coronation Street…PMSL

Its gonna be a corka, so this Easter weekend, channel “Dave”, from 9pm (I think), be there or be a total Smeeee…Smeeeeg Heeeead!

Up next, my abscence. Yep, as you can tell I have not really been up-dating things around here of late. I so tired!
As Babs (my wife) has recently started night shift work, for some reason I have been really lethargic and can’t seem to concentrate on much…resulting in no updates for the site, my software and anything else I can think of that requires my input.

Hopefully, this should change (fingers crossed) and everything should return to normal.

So as I sit here, yawning my head off, slurring “Happy Birthday to me” as coherently as possible, I bid you good night, farewell.

I’m going out for a while, I maybe some zzzZZZ

Ho, ho f**king ho!

Unless you’ve been on another planet, or your an agoraphobic without a TV or any means to communicate with the outside world, what you wouldn’t have realised is, it is vast approaching Christmas.

Oh the joy, let me just sum it up;

  • Long queues
  • Arrogant people pushing and shoving
  • Lack of funds
  • Headaches
  • Late nights wrapping everything
  • Hangovers (perhaps not such a bad point!)
  • Lack of sleep
  • Family arguments (Usually an absolute minimum of 1 per family)
  • Ungrateful little shites
  • Spending 12 hours to get into a parking spot (Don’t get me started about the freaks who park in family bays and don’t have any kids, rarrr!)
  • Forgetting a least 1 family member a present

I’m sure theres more, but you know the one thing? aside from all that, contrary to popular belief, I’m actually looking forward to seeing my little daughter face when she unwraps all the prezzies we and everyone else has got her.

So that fooled you didn’t it! Thought I was going to rant on and on a Christmas, huh?

Thing is, growing up I’ve had some good and bad Christmas’s, just as everyone else has, but the worst part for me is that my grand dad passed away around Christmas time, and things probably haven’t been the same since.

But as with everything else, we continue as life has to, and I’m just grateful to and for my special little daughter, Caitlin and my lovely wife Babs, that I can share this Christmas and many more together with them, and that is what makes my Christmas special and worth while to me.

Happy Christmas folks.

At last, the weekend!

Yep, the weekend, yey!.
Not that is gonna seem like a break. By wife has now got another job and starts at 8am tomorrow, bang goes my sleep in…!

Never mind ‘think about the money, THING ABOUT THE MONEY!!!

Well, tonight I’m watching Terminator 2 for the 30,000th time whilst Babs will be suffering from jaw ache with all the laughing she’ll be doing, as shes gone to see Lee Evans at the Sheffield Arena. I’m glad shes gone though, some thing to cheer her up abit after the past couple weeks which have been a bit of a strain. I was gonna go with me brother as his girlfriend didn’t want to go, but as I had seen him live before I wanted her to instead.

Anyway, as I’m tapping away, my eyes are dropping and my head is hurting, so its short and sweet tonight folks…