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||Posted - 08/22/2011 : 01:33:49 AM
I attended a model expo over the weekend and after standing and talking for a few hours, both my legs lost feeling. Sitting in the car for about 10 minutes, all was good again.
The last few days similar problems occurred, if I stood for more than half an hour.
Time for a visit to the "Doc" [:-tophat] .
Just wondering if any members have experienced similar. I believe it might be a blood circulation problem.
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||Posted - 05/21/2012 : 7:03:01 PM
My thoughts are with you. I have been an orphan for some time now, first my father and then 14 years ago my mother. I now live for the days when my 2-1/2 year old grandson comes over and says, "Papa, choo-choo".
||Posted - 05/21/2012 : 4:13:15 PM
Mario please accept my sincere condolences on the passing of your dad. It is always a very sad time - a time to reflect and give thanks for a life that has been so much a very loving and close personal part of your life.
My father (Age-92) was admitted to hospital last Friday having been feeling giddy and losing his balance during the morning. His GP thought he might have had a very mild stroke (he had had one some years ago). He had various scans and tests at the hospital which showed nothing untoward but they kept him in Friday night for observation with a heart monitor attached. It is now Tuesday morning and he is still there and still has the heart monitor attached. The doctor does not want him to go home until he has seen his Cardiologist (hopefully today) as dad lives alone in the family home. It is times like these that concerns for their welfare becomes uppermost in your mind as they have always been there for you from baby through childhood and adulthood and you realise they won't be around forever. Thing is dad has been insisting every day that he wants to go home. He gets dressed in his street clothes each day hoping this is the day he can be discharged.
The Workshops Rail Museum
||Posted - 05/21/2012 : 08:49:21 AM
Your so right it can be messy if you don't have a will. Good move Mario and a good way to save money do it yourself.
Now let's see you said 30 odd years.. Which means I still have lots of time to get a letter off to you explaining what I would like.
Now you have a great day!!!
||Posted - 05/21/2012 : 02:25:19 AM
This may not concern many of the RRL members, but thought I'd share, just in case.
The other day I went to my solicitor to have one line changed from my WILL. It was gunna cost me $200 to change and print out my one page document [:-censored]
Today I decided to rewite my own WILL, which ended up being 3 pages long with specific instructions. All I need to do now is get 2 witnesses and it's done and legal [:-graduate].
My new copy will be replaced back at the bank vault for safe storage for the next 30 odd years
Not having a will at my age could get messy for those I leave behind. It happened to me, with a recent experience.
Touchy subject I know, but !!!.....
||Posted - 04/20/2012 : 7:42:59 PM
Thankyou to everyone for your thoughts.
||Posted - 04/17/2012 : 09:30:06 AM
I am sorry to hear of your Dad's passing Mario. My thoughts are with you also.
||Posted - 04/17/2012 : 07:03:41 AM
I'm sorry to hear of your loss, Mario.
||Posted - 04/16/2012 : 10:23:48 PM
They have found a good home Thank you very much
||Posted - 04/16/2012 : 8:19:53 PM
Thankyou fellow modelers. It has been a first time experience organising the final farewell later this week. There's always a few suprises that crop up, BUT also a number of pleasant suprises.
Neil... I felt good yesterday, when I saw a few detail parts I recognised, on your latest project. Glad they found a home.
||Posted - 04/16/2012 : 8:03:57 PM
My condolences, Mario. I am very sorry for your loss
||Posted - 04/15/2012 : 10:45:07 AM
Mario, You have my sincerest sympathies This is something that I read at my brother's funeral. He was a train man. May you find some comfort in it: . . . Old age, as I’ve said before, is like youth in one respect: it finds one waiting at the railroad junction for a train that is never going to come back, and whether the arrival and possible destination of this train is awaited with the high hopes that youth entertains when it waits for its own train depends, no doubt, on the individual. I think father had high hopes. But you know how it can be, waiting at the junction for the night train. You have seen all the sights, and it is a little too dark to see any more even if you did miss some, and the waiting room is uncomfortable, and the time of waiting is dreary, long drawn, with a wind from the cold north, whipping curls of fog past the green lamps on the switch stands. Finally, far away, yet not so far really, the train can be heard; the doctor, (or station agent) hears it first, but finally you hear it yourself and you go to the platform to get on. And there is the headlight, shining far down the track, glinting off the steel rails that, like all parallel lines, will meet in infinity, which is after all, where this train is going. And there on the steps of the sleeping car is the Pullman conductor, checking off his list. He has your reservation, and he tells you that your berth is all ready for you. And then he adds the final assurance as you go down the aisle to the curtained bed: “I’ll call you in plenty of time in the morning.” . . . in the morning.
||Posted - 04/15/2012 : 06:43:09 AM
Feel better soon Mario!!!
I have the sae buggar problem in the right leg -
cant walk 2 blocks and have to rest...But the
water treatment seems to help. All the best!!!
||Posted - 04/15/2012 : 06:24:50 AM
Very sorry for your loss!
||Posted - 04/15/2012 : 05:32:32 AM
Condolences, Mario. My thoughts are with you.
||Posted - 04/14/2012 : 9:05:47 PM
My condolences to you and yours.