• margret commented on the post, wilting 6 years, 3 months ago

    wilting i flicked down through the cards at the end of my bed I wasn’t sure what to do with them get well soon and best wishes. I’m not sure that these people understand whats wrong or whats happening to me . Not that the doctors do , all they know is that it’s not reversible . I am grateful that I’ve got cards at least I’ve got people who are…[Read more]

  • margret commented on the post, wilting 6 years, 3 months ago

    wilting down through the cards at the end of my bed I wasn’t sure what to do with them get well soon and best wishes. I’m not sure that these people understand whats wrong or whats happening to me . Not that the doctors do , all they know is that it’s not reversible . I am grateful that I’ve got cards at least I’ve got people who are bothered to…[Read more]

  • margret commented on the post, flee 6 years, 6 months ago

    fleeing from his parents he hid behind a tree. His covert op just getting underway he heard his father call out “Mikey, Miiikey” His dad came rushing up behind trusted him upward into the air, as they laughed. His mother calls across the park , “Come on you two time to go

  • margret commented on the post, startled 6 years, 9 months ago

    Startled the waiter turned to find Mr Dewam having a heartattack. Rushing to his side he called out for an ambulance, the crowd in the resturaunt we’re a ghast, a young semmingly fit man cripled on the floor. Under the table Conor noticed a needle. The paramedics came thundering through the door’s of the resturaunt, carrying Mr Dewan out as Con…[Read more]