Computer changes
Sep. 13th, 2023 02:21 pmMy very old Win 7 laptop had an incredibly tricky keyboard that became effectively unusable after my left shoulder and arm were permanently injured. Attempts to replace it failed. After 7 years or more of frustration, eaten posts, writing attempts producing gibberish, etc. it potentially committed suicide by losing sound! I discovered that at the start of an important Zoom meeting while facing the opposition...
It seems that I may never use my Windows 10 laptop, obtained from Amazon three years ago. I had semi-programmed it (I thought) but then either Microsoft or Word started acting like a virus! I remember that I couldn't use Zoom because M/W had control of the microphone. (Word had been bought with the computer and installed on it.)
At this point I can't remember how problems developed. I'd bought it from Amazon during the earliest lock-down and, when things started to get complicated, I waited to get expert advice - but advice wasn't available.
(By hindsight, I'm wondering if the copy of Word that I'd bought with the computer went past its use-by date during that wait. I'd paid a lot to get the computer with permanent software already installed, and the thing wasn't demanding that I get Win 365 at the start.)
Anyway, to cut a long saga short, it started to demand a password that I doubt if I'd ever entered, then it locked itself and I'm told it can only go back to the manufacturer to be restored to factory standards. At least 3/8ths of the price of the thing was for the software ...
In other news, I am typing this entry on my nice new Chromebook.
(Copied and pasted from FB - control C for copy, control V for paste)
- Current Mood: hopefulish
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Nov. 15th, 2021 05:07 am I am not running from age - I am too old to run from anything, now. I may not like the skeleton with the scythe, but it will move faster than I can. It is only that my mother was beautiful, a halo of silver-white hair, fair skin and slate-blue eyes. I could never see why people claimed we looked so much alike.
I am not running from age - it is only that I want to see my own face in the mirror. My dark eyes may not be enough to let me claim it.
So, my hair is an autumn brown; it was meant to be the brown of the mice hiding in the skirting boards or even in the harvest corn. (My colour. The colour it was;) the brown of hardwood, of autumn nuts, of, of ... the colour that makes the mirror show my reflection and not, not ... another's.
- Current Mood:
benighted
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Sep. 2nd, 2020 05:33 amMore reasons for hating 2020 (and I'm getting ahead of it with this one.)
I was *deathly ill* earlier this year, so badly I only remember bits, especially the terrible dry cough and trying to breathe. It lasted for months; I may have been like a zombie going through the motions.
I do remember going hungry when the supermarkets were stripped, then losing much interest in food, even staying hydrated was so much effort. A friend in America sent me food and I initially ate out of a kind of politeness, as if she had just stepped into another room and would know if I didn't.
I think it was when I was wearily nibbling the chocolate that I woke up to the fact that I was ravenous! TBC
I was *deathly ill* earlier this year, so badly I only remember bits, especially the terrible dry cough and trying to breathe. It lasted for months; I may have been like a zombie going through the motions.
I do remember going hungry when the supermarkets were stripped, then losing much interest in food, even staying hydrated was so much effort. A friend in America sent me food and I initially ate out of a kind of politeness, as if she had just stepped into another room and would know if I didn't.
I think it was when I was wearily nibbling the chocolate that I woke up to the fact that I was ravenous! TBC
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Sep. 9th, 2019 01:35 amI stumbled across a thing on FB where people were trying to match-make Young Sam (Vimes) with potential mates from other fiction; several people came up with this match and thought his mother would like it - I think his mother would have had more sense, so this was my take on it.
From the very private diary of Sybil R-V;
"... Daenarys had a letter of introduction from Janice Hawtry-Longford, of course, and it really was kind of her to volunteer in the Sanctuary. I think she was our first fire-proof assistant who isn't a golem or troll and she can do much more delicate work. So useful with flameless gripe or scale-mites.
However, I don't really like having Daenarys around the dragons, especially unsupervised. I had hoped that it was simply nasty gossip, but she admits that she had three Noblis dragons at one point and lost two! It really is criminal carelessness at best.
Sam didn't take to her, either, "Looks as though butter wouldn't melt in her mouth but - it's something about her eyes." He has always been a good judge of character; of course the Watch must have taught him a great deal, but I suspect that he always had an instinctive understanding.
Brenda remembers the woman's brother and apparently he was an absolute whittle, completely unstable.
Anyway, Young Sam was invited up to Trossaks for the season and I rather hope that Daenarys will be gone by the time he gets back; Havelock does not like her and would prefer her to be out of Ankh Morpork ..."
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- Current Mood:
sleepy
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Feb. 1st, 2018 01:42 am I'm so sorry that I've been away from internet - I missed you.
Wheelchair is faulty. front left caster rusted out; engineer denied fault - so much is at a standstill (and pun was inevitable.) This is seriously delaying (dead-lined) finalisation of plans for kitchen adaptation.
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Completely unrelated; termites burp methane to an extent that makes them the greatest producers of methane on the planet. Methane is inflammable and possibly a power source. (Now consider the uses of that knowledge for fiction...)
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exhausted
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Nov. 16th, 2017 06:42 amI've been suffering from the kind of writer's block discussed at the link below (which is worth a glance.)
https://www.facebook.com/academicssay/photos/a.1499246890297103.1073741829.1452615238293602/1741206619434461/?type=3
It's possible that mine was worse than the one linked to, but there were bad power surges at end of 2015 that damaged old computer (and almost everything else.)
Anyway, to summarise what follows, I thought the power surges were only in this small area because the road right outside was drilled up, over and over again. I was physically unable to write for part of the time; reasons for that are below, (because I digressed.)
However, I also fought a major battle with writers block and I don't really know when (or if) I won. (There were a helluva lot of levels to that.)
Anyway, I'm likely to find out soon, because I'll have to repair the situation as well as I can.
I spent much too long housebound, unable get to GP or various clinics, and nothing was monitored. Actually, given the regeneration of the area, etc. and the continual roadworks I was semi-housebound for the best part of two years.
My right arm was broken badly in 1990 and didn't heal properly; there were two scooter accidents and a mugging in 2016 and my left hand, shoulder and arm were damaged - also the new non-XP computer didn't work. After my left hand and arm weren't much use, (with the right already messed up)
I seemed unable to control my mobility scooters, to the extent that I suspected agoraphobia, (which may have been preferable to being too old/disabled.) Cutting a long saga short, the crashes messed up the small blue. After the Vespa scooter hit the blue I had to go to photograph the scene of the accident on the big, powerful red. I arrived on the sloping parking area, braked - and it rolled on, switched it off and it rolled on. The power surges back in 2015 had fried the brakes and steering... (It's been repaired and I can now drive properly again.)
(Now, by hindsight, It's probable I had heart glitch at around the time of Susie's memorial in 2015, (thanks largely to JB); again at time of the Referendum, mugging (and YW;) I was in hospital Easter 2017 and recently. I need to work out what led up to them to find out both the causes and the symptoms that should have warned me.
I know one; I did have pain in my left arm and shoulder from the shocks and becoming ill in 2015, but the first crash in 2016 damaged my left shoulder so badly that when it was finally scanned a few months ago I was told that joint needs replacing. I didn't have the crushing, angina pain in the chest at any point.)
It's a long digression but sometimes it seems I need to write in order to think at all. Anyway, I'll have to keep that lot well in mind to explain to the GP what happened and why I got sick and injured but didn't go to her or attend diabetes clinic, etc. Old GP retired, new one doesn't know me.
I'm actually going to need to explain parts of that lot to a number of people, fast, preferably in writing. To top it all I had a hospital appointment today for left hand, but I had to re-arrange it because I cannot decide on whether to have the operation until I see GP about heart and learn more about what is going on and whether it is safe. Also London is having several epidemics and I've only just got my flu inoculation, about three more days to immunity, I think.
The hand actually seemed to be healing anyway and the appointment was re-booked for February. Two days later I slept in the wrong position or something and I now have carpel tunnel on the left, making that hand much worse ... Sod's Law.
Anyway, I feel better than I have for about 2 1/2 years, so I should get on with things; two meetings today; may not make it to Police Panel.
https://www.facebook.com/academicssay/photos/a.1499246890297103.1073741829.1452615238293602/1741206619434461/?type=3
It's possible that mine was worse than the one linked to, but there were bad power surges at end of 2015 that damaged old computer (and almost everything else.)
Anyway, to summarise what follows, I thought the power surges were only in this small area because the road right outside was drilled up, over and over again. I was physically unable to write for part of the time; reasons for that are below, (because I digressed.)
However, I also fought a major battle with writers block and I don't really know when (or if) I won. (There were a helluva lot of levels to that.)
Anyway, I'm likely to find out soon, because I'll have to repair the situation as well as I can.
I spent much too long housebound, unable get to GP or various clinics, and nothing was monitored. Actually, given the regeneration of the area, etc. and the continual roadworks I was semi-housebound for the best part of two years.
My right arm was broken badly in 1990 and didn't heal properly; there were two scooter accidents and a mugging in 2016 and my left hand, shoulder and arm were damaged - also the new non-XP computer didn't work. After my left hand and arm weren't much use, (with the right already messed up)
I seemed unable to control my mobility scooters, to the extent that I suspected agoraphobia, (which may have been preferable to being too old/disabled.) Cutting a long saga short, the crashes messed up the small blue. After the Vespa scooter hit the blue I had to go to photograph the scene of the accident on the big, powerful red. I arrived on the sloping parking area, braked - and it rolled on, switched it off and it rolled on. The power surges back in 2015 had fried the brakes and steering... (It's been repaired and I can now drive properly again.)
(Now, by hindsight, It's probable I had heart glitch at around the time of Susie's memorial in 2015, (thanks largely to JB); again at time of the Referendum, mugging (and YW;) I was in hospital Easter 2017 and recently. I need to work out what led up to them to find out both the causes and the symptoms that should have warned me.
I know one; I did have pain in my left arm and shoulder from the shocks and becoming ill in 2015, but the first crash in 2016 damaged my left shoulder so badly that when it was finally scanned a few months ago I was told that joint needs replacing. I didn't have the crushing, angina pain in the chest at any point.)
It's a long digression but sometimes it seems I need to write in order to think at all. Anyway, I'll have to keep that lot well in mind to explain to the GP what happened and why I got sick and injured but didn't go to her or attend diabetes clinic, etc. Old GP retired, new one doesn't know me.
I'm actually going to need to explain parts of that lot to a number of people, fast, preferably in writing. To top it all I had a hospital appointment today for left hand, but I had to re-arrange it because I cannot decide on whether to have the operation until I see GP about heart and learn more about what is going on and whether it is safe. Also London is having several epidemics and I've only just got my flu inoculation, about three more days to immunity, I think.
The hand actually seemed to be healing anyway and the appointment was re-booked for February. Two days later I slept in the wrong position or something and I now have carpel tunnel on the left, making that hand much worse ... Sod's Law.
Anyway, I feel better than I have for about 2 1/2 years, so I should get on with things; two meetings today; may not make it to Police Panel.
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Nov. 8th, 2017 07:06 pmLonely Autumn.
Halloween is coming and the nights are drawing in,
and I went to bed last night and tucked my dreaming in,
when I woke (too early,) My dreams had fled away.
I don't know if I met a wolf, they don't come out by day.
(But if I should go out today, I'll wear my nice red cape,
it hasn't got a hood, though, so the wolves may just escape.)
Halloween is coming and the nights are drawing in,
and I went to bed last night and tucked my dreaming in,
when I woke (too early,) My dreams had fled away.
I don't know if I met a wolf, they don't come out by day.
(But if I should go out today, I'll wear my nice red cape,
it hasn't got a hood, though, so the wolves may just escape.)
Grenfall Tower, London fire
Jun. 15th, 2017 04:10 amThe media keeps saying that Grenville Tower is in Ladbrook Grove, so I'm checking in as safe even though the fire is about 1/2 mile away.
The fire is very bad. Grenfell Tower is 25 storeys tall with between 500 and 600 residents. People were told to stay in their homes and the fire brigade would come for them; however, the brigade could not reach people on the upper floors. Nobody knows how many survivors there will be; one baby was thrown from the tenth floor by the frantic mother and was caught by a bystander.
The fire itself is peculiar; it's almost as though the 25 storey block all caught on fire at once. News photographs show every flat above the fourth floor blazing. There are theories about how it happened but nobody knows. It's bad beyond belief.
https://www.google.co.uk/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=2&cad=rja&uact=8&ved=0ahUKEwiXuJzC8L7UAhVSaVAKHbNIBJAQqUMIPTAB&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.theguardian.com%2Fuk-news%2Flive%2F2017%2Fjun%2F14%2Fgrenfell-tower-major-fire-london-apartment-block-white-city-latimer-road&usg=AFQjCNHOanuanpj1vm9WZiSLqGPVXBF9NQ
The fire is very bad. Grenfell Tower is 25 storeys tall with between 500 and 600 residents. People were told to stay in their homes and the fire brigade would come for them; however, the brigade could not reach people on the upper floors. Nobody knows how many survivors there will be; one baby was thrown from the tenth floor by the frantic mother and was caught by a bystander.
The fire itself is peculiar; it's almost as though the 25 storey block all caught on fire at once. News photographs show every flat above the fourth floor blazing. There are theories about how it happened but nobody knows. It's bad beyond belief.
https://www.google.co.uk/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=2&cad=rja&uact=8&ved=0ahUKEwiXuJzC8L7UAhVSaVAKHbNIBJAQqUMIPTAB&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.theguardian.com%2Fuk-news%2Flive%2F2017%2Fjun%2F14%2Fgrenfell-tower-major-fire-london-apartment-block-white-city-latimer-road&usg=AFQjCNHOanuanpj1vm9WZiSLqGPVXBF9NQ
- Current Mood:
indescribable
Strange dream.
Jan. 8th, 2017 05:46 amIn the dream -
I was a Native American woman living alone in a small house just outside a forest. I had found valuables, just possibly in a mine (but they were more like eight live sea-pearls, lovely.) I wanted to get them into town but it was probably unsafe to walk there, and not just because of the heavy snow.
There was potential trouble with at least two cowboy/yobbo types and from at least two wild doglike/wolflike golden coloured animals with an untrustworthy range in facial expressions. They were behaving unusually aggressively, especially at night and, in the dream, I knew they were coyotes.
I don't think I've ever seen a coyote, either in a film or a zoo. Weirdly, when I finally woke up I found that Bing had given me a picture of a coyote in snow as my desktop background. I seem to have imagined them spot-on, that's the beastie from my dream.
I don't know if it would really be possible to hide pearls or jewels by loading them into a huge, rusty, geriatric six-shooter that had been dumped and rusted into the snow, (clearly worthless, I thought) and then carefully putting it back into its rusty out-line, as though it had been decaying in peace, undisturbed, for decades since the West was won (or lost, depending on one's viewpoint.)
I woke before I found out where all this was going.
I was a Native American woman living alone in a small house just outside a forest. I had found valuables, just possibly in a mine (but they were more like eight live sea-pearls, lovely.) I wanted to get them into town but it was probably unsafe to walk there, and not just because of the heavy snow.
There was potential trouble with at least two cowboy/yobbo types and from at least two wild doglike/wolflike golden coloured animals with an untrustworthy range in facial expressions. They were behaving unusually aggressively, especially at night and, in the dream, I knew they were coyotes.
I don't think I've ever seen a coyote, either in a film or a zoo. Weirdly, when I finally woke up I found that Bing had given me a picture of a coyote in snow as my desktop background. I seem to have imagined them spot-on, that's the beastie from my dream.
I don't know if it would really be possible to hide pearls or jewels by loading them into a huge, rusty, geriatric six-shooter that had been dumped and rusted into the snow, (clearly worthless, I thought) and then carefully putting it back into its rusty out-line, as though it had been decaying in peace, undisturbed, for decades since the West was won (or lost, depending on one's viewpoint.)
I woke before I found out where all this was going.
- Current Mood:
awake-ish
- Current Location: London
- Current Music: not at this time of night.
hands and laptop
Nov. 19th, 2016 08:25 pmLooking back, I've been physically ill for pretty much the whole year. I was afraid it's old age = permanent.
That could be, but it might be connected to mobility and dexterity - plus very unsuitable equipment. Left arm and shoulder so badly damaged by crash in February that damage is still not completely healed. (At the start it felt as though I'd pulled every muscle I've ever had; I felt like crying with pain even lying down, at the start.) Anyway, most of my left hand/arm is still unfit for purpose.
Last year my left thumb was X-rayed and found to be permanently dislocated with the socket damaged and cartilage gone. I'm supposed to decide whether I want it permanently immobilised, on 28th November. Having the rest of the arm damaged immediately afterward has made it really difficult to sort out the effects; I seem to be adjusting to it but the other damage is healing, so which is due to what? I don't know the long term prognosis, so I don't know what to decide.
Both hands and arms are damaged so things have been tricky. (However, I'd bought a very expensive Toshiba laptop in the expectation of doing a lotof typing, some time ago. The thing is junk. The cursor jumped backwards, producing gibberish and striking some keys proooduuceeed muultiipple leetteers, esp. vowels.
However, I haven't been able to use anything smaller one-handed; still trying. I've been thinking about replacing that laptop for quite a while - so that's next.
I eventually realised that since it was almost useless except for surfing I might as well take drastic measures. If it went wrong it'd be no good at all for writing, which was what was wrong anyway. So I downloaded fixes and also ripped off the keys. The downloads worked.
It literally hadn't occurred to me that a brand new machine would by filthy but look clean, but that must have been part of the problems. There was quite a bit of muck under the keys, leading them to stiiick, and they'd been sticking since the first day.
I wouldn't want to do that clean-up too often. The keys have a two-part plastic thing behind them; it looks like a deckchair for fleas and it's a real challenge to reassemble. It precludes vacuuming and the bits are almost invisible once dropped.
Anyway, at the moment the laptop is fairly functional!! Looks as though I've got touchtyping back, too! (Sort of.)
Next question may be whether I can sort the word-processing software clashes.
That could be, but it might be connected to mobility and dexterity - plus very unsuitable equipment. Left arm and shoulder so badly damaged by crash in February that damage is still not completely healed. (At the start it felt as though I'd pulled every muscle I've ever had; I felt like crying with pain even lying down, at the start.) Anyway, most of my left hand/arm is still unfit for purpose.
Last year my left thumb was X-rayed and found to be permanently dislocated with the socket damaged and cartilage gone. I'm supposed to decide whether I want it permanently immobilised, on 28th November. Having the rest of the arm damaged immediately afterward has made it really difficult to sort out the effects; I seem to be adjusting to it but the other damage is healing, so which is due to what? I don't know the long term prognosis, so I don't know what to decide.
Both hands and arms are damaged so things have been tricky. (However, I'd bought a very expensive Toshiba laptop in the expectation of doing a lotof typing, some time ago. The thing is junk. The cursor jumped backwards, producing gibberish and striking some keys proooduuceeed muultiipple leetteers, esp. vowels.
However, I haven't been able to use anything smaller one-handed; still trying. I've been thinking about replacing that laptop for quite a while - so that's next.
I eventually realised that since it was almost useless except for surfing I might as well take drastic measures. If it went wrong it'd be no good at all for writing, which was what was wrong anyway. So I downloaded fixes and also ripped off the keys. The downloads worked.
It literally hadn't occurred to me that a brand new machine would by filthy but look clean, but that must have been part of the problems. There was quite a bit of muck under the keys, leading them to stiiick, and they'd been sticking since the first day.
I wouldn't want to do that clean-up too often. The keys have a two-part plastic thing behind them; it looks like a deckchair for fleas and it's a real challenge to reassemble. It precludes vacuuming and the bits are almost invisible once dropped.
Anyway, at the moment the laptop is fairly functional!! Looks as though I've got touchtyping back, too! (Sort of.)
Next question may be whether I can sort the word-processing software clashes.
- Current Mood:
determined
- Current Music: mood doesn't have "dubious"
Found on old storage device
Oct. 27th, 2016 08:40 pmYears ago a set of survival rules for Halloween was making the rounds on the Yahoo fanfiction areas of the internet and, for rather complicated reasons (that I can't remember,) I edited it and added to it to make it suitable for pet-keepers. Hope it amuses you...
Subject: Re: Halloween horror for pet keepers!
( guidelines )
Subject: Re: Halloween horror for pet keepers!
( guidelines )
- Current Mood:
awake
- Current Location: indoors
- Current Music: bony m
breaking news; breaking walls
Oct. 1st, 2016 07:07 pm- Current Mood:
pissed off
- Current Location: Application room for The No More Sodding Drama Club.
- Current Music: nope
(no subject)
Jun. 25th, 2016 10:43 amIt didn't help that the manager of the Pound Shop saw the implications quickly. It was accessible before the referendum.
Yesterday the aisles were completely blocked to the wheel-chair trade - wire-trolly displays down the middle of them all. They started moving it all into place while I was actually shopping and actually trapped me down a side-aisle until another shopper pointed out that they'd taken a prisoner.
I'm not sure if disability-access was entirely from EU or not. If it wasn't I do hope someone official will say so.
Yesterday the aisles were completely blocked to the wheel-chair trade - wire-trolly displays down the middle of them all. They started moving it all into place while I was actually shopping and actually trapped me down a side-aisle until another shopper pointed out that they'd taken a prisoner.
I'm not sure if disability-access was entirely from EU or not. If it wasn't I do hope someone official will say so.
- Current Mood:
pissed off
Both Scotland and Northern Ireland voted remain - I'm not sure about Wales, so at the moment they are talking about more referendums on whether they will leave us... England itself is really quite small.
I want my country back, but I think it died yesterday and, from the way the BBC is talking, there was a DNR notice on it.
It's a beautiful sunny morning. We've been in Europe for 43 years. The raging storms yesterday kept a lot of the older people who remember what it was like before from voting, and it's very difficult to get a wheelchair through rain like that. I was trapped in the hospital when the return transport didn't come; I got a cab at about 8.45 p.m., went straight to the polling station and then made it home by wheelchair.
If I'd had sense I should have washed off the hospital face, the chemical stains around the eyes and the stress-lines, and restyled my soaked out hair, but the TV was on and I just had to watch.
I've got this urge to go out to the market and reassure myself that it's still there; it wasn't like a bomb; nothing is destroyed yet - except potentially.
I want my country back, but I think it died yesterday and, from the way the BBC is talking, there was a DNR notice on it.
It's a beautiful sunny morning. We've been in Europe for 43 years. The raging storms yesterday kept a lot of the older people who remember what it was like before from voting, and it's very difficult to get a wheelchair through rain like that. I was trapped in the hospital when the return transport didn't come; I got a cab at about 8.45 p.m., went straight to the polling station and then made it home by wheelchair.
If I'd had sense I should have washed off the hospital face, the chemical stains around the eyes and the stress-lines, and restyled my soaked out hair, but the TV was on and I just had to watch.
I've got this urge to go out to the market and reassure myself that it's still there; it wasn't like a bomb; nothing is destroyed yet - except potentially.
- Current Mood:
distressed
new wheelchair
Jun. 8th, 2016 08:47 pmIt was a pretty good meeting. I "drove there" in the new powered wheelchair, wishing for the broomstick with handle-bars and saddle shown in an earlier post.
That part of Great Western Road turned out to have pavements like a corrugated bouncy castle and no dropped kerbs to let a wheelchair user cross from north to south. I had to go from Elkstone Rd to Harrow Rd to find a place to cross, then, once on the south side, turn back to the correct street; (which is almost opposite Elkstone Rd...) Highway Dept. should employ some wheelchair users.
Anyway, Healthwatch priorities are now semi-set, but not yet set in stone. The survey link will go on working for at least a week, if you want to have your say.
That part of Great Western Road turned out to have pavements like a corrugated bouncy castle and no dropped kerbs to let a wheelchair user cross from north to south. I had to go from Elkstone Rd to Harrow Rd to find a place to cross, then, once on the south side, turn back to the correct street; (which is almost opposite Elkstone Rd...) Highway Dept. should employ some wheelchair users.
Anyway, Healthwatch priorities are now semi-set, but not yet set in stone. The survey link will go on working for at least a week, if you want to have your say.
- Current Mood:
accomplished
- Current Location: sitting on my bruises
- Current Music: Ride of the Valkyrie (sort of)