Jack Monroe #597 Ghoul, Interrupted

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Spent 4 years in Texas with Husband who was seconded for work.
The package was good and the cover for health also good.
Thank duck.
The pinnacle was pneumonia. I got very poorly and so Husnad called for ambulance.

I remeber the paramedic confidently diagnosing me as having had a stroke!
It was actually extreme dehydration and a temp of 40/104 and probably a Britsh accent as I raved in and out of consciousness.

It was all cleared up when docs got at me but for the parts of the trip I remembered, I was concerned about recovering from a stroke with an 8 year old kid and in a foreign country.

If we'd needed that ambulance and A&E trip with no insurance, the cost would have been 9,000. Xrays, IV fluid and antibiotics. No hospitalstay. The ambulance was £3,000 and there was no treatment given in this very expensive taxi. Maybe a pat on the head.
The made up stroke diagnosis was free.

I follow someone who has recently trained as an EMT. He’s not terribly bright and it only took him a few weeks, probably not a patch on our ambulance staff.
 
Assuming her “local parade of shops” is The Broadway in Thorpe Bay (I couldn’t find mention of another parade in the area). Let’s take a little trip down there shall we, and see for ourselves this diverse mix of national cuisines which would put Croydon to shame?
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The Broadway Cafe
Eatalia (Italian)
Red Lantern (Chinese)
Cafe Masala (Indian)
Home Made Bakery
Costa Coffee
Since Kitchen and Bar
Masoom (Indian)
Broadway Fruits

So including traditional British, that’s four cuisines. Unless she means you can get Loyd Grossman sauces and El Paso taco kits at the Tesco Express, thus expanding the range available exponentially.

What a lying bleep.
Will go back and see if I can confirm 100% which of her nonsensical columns she was harrrumphing that pile of old bollocks underneath to OWN someone who was mildly critical- from memory tho it was from this one in March 2015 when she was living it up in Leggy’s big London townhouse.
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https://www.12ft.io/https://www.the...ee/2015/mar/19/leave-labour-party-green-party

She’s probably still lying though, let’s face it.
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I remeber the paramedic confidently diagnosing me as having had a stroke!
It was actually extreme dehydration and a temp of 40/104 and probably a Britsh accent as I raved in and out of consciousness.


This is interesting.

The year before lockdown Mr Mice collapsed head first onto a pub table after we'd finished our lunch when we were on holiday. At first I honestly thought he was dead - then a pulse indicated he wasn't, and an ambulance was called - a stroke.

Except, like you, when they rushed him to hospital (thank you lovely NHS ❤ ) it was extreme dehydration. You are the only other person I've ever encountered that this has happened to.

It is also the one and only time I can recall Mr Mice leaving half of his pint . . .
Plus one here. My body cramped all over and my partner thought I was having some sort of fit. The symptoms subsided momentarily and then came back with a vengeance. He called an ambulance, they took me to hospital and I was so dehydrated they had difficulty getting a canula in and couldn't get blood for testing. After a couple of hours on a fluid drip I was so much better, so they sent me home.

No idea why I was so dehydrated, I wasn't aware that I'd not been drinking, in fact I'm certain that I had. Problems with my liver and kidneys afterwards, but they never did identify why I was so dehydrated.

Now if I were Jack, I'd have taken pictures in the ambulance and in A&E, posted them on SM, I would have been the most dehydrated person ever to have been dehydrated, my liver and kidneys would have been damaged beyond repair, and I would have been written up in a medical journal...

As it was, I was sent home after a couple of hours and told to drink rehydrating fluid drinks that tasted how I imagine Jack's home made kombucha tastes.
 
I mean your body is doing all sorts. My tongue was really swollen so I was slurring and ny eyes weren't going in the right direction. I'd fitted too.
Stay hydrated kids.
It's also how I found out that Gatorade isn't just a Hillbilly mixer for your moonshine. It's got electrolytes in it. Guzzled the stuff for months after to stop that ever happening again.
Shame about that pint all the same Micey Family.
Have seen it happen to a colleague. It’s best to check if it’s a stroke first, with them being super serious, then downgrade it, than miss a chance to treat a stroke.

Going to be hard for Jack to know the difference if it happens to her, between her having a fit when she has a migraine or ramming trammies down her neck.
 
Will go back and see if I can confirm 100% which of her nonsensical columns she was harrrumphing that pile of old bollocks underneath to OWN someone who was mildly critical- from memory tho it was from this one in March 2015 when she was living it up in Leggy’s big London townhouse.View attachment 3309341 q
https://www.12ft.io/https://www.12f...ee/2015/mar/19/leave-labour-party-green-party

She’s probably still lying though, let’s face it.
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God, she's so naive. She really believes her granddad let homeless people sleep in the upstairs rooms for free.

Her granddad would have had those homeless men work in his doss house for free, while her perfect grandad screwed as much out of the benefit system as he could. All while letting his granddaughter and great grandson starve almost to the point of death (according to Jack).

Not someone I'd look up to.
 
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Plus one here. My body cramped all over and my partner thought I was having some sort of fit. The symptoms subsided momentarily and then came back with a vengeance. He called an ambulance, they took me to hospital and I was so dehydrated they had difficulty getting a canula in and couldn't get blood for testing. After a couple of hours on a fluid drip I was so much better, so they sent me home.

No idea why I was so dehydrated, I wasn't aware that I'd not been drinking, in fact I'm certain that I had. Problems with my liver and kidneys afterwards, but they never did identify why I was so dehydrated.

Now if I were Jack, I'd have taken pictures in the ambulance and in A&E, posted them on SM, I would have been the most dehydrated person ever to have been dehydrated, my liver and kidneys would have been damaged beyond repair, and I would have been written up in a medical journal...

As it was, I was sent home after a couple of hours and told to drink rehydrating fluid drinks that tasted how I imagine Jack's home made kombucha tastes.

God almighty!
That's so frightening.
The human body is a marvel especially when it gives no warning its about to go on one.

Parts of you can be going quietly wrong and no idea there's a problem till you're surrounded by people jabbing drips into you.

The staff in the Texas hospital just loved my accent even though I was out of me box sick with pneumonia and a half functioning mouth.
"Oh bless your heart honey, say something real British, it's just so cute"

I did develop quite a taste for Gatorade but Guest Kambucha should have a health warning and would destroy kidneys by just being wafted near your flanks.
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Have seen it happen to a colleague. It’s best to check if it’s a stroke first, with them being super serious, then downgrade it, than miss a chance to treat a stroke.

Going to be hard for Jack to know the difference if it happens to her, between her having a fit when she has a migraine or ramming trammies down her neck.
This is true.
When folk take liberties with their meds, glad handing them and not keeping a close eye on what you took and when, there can be outcomes that would make a Dino nap perhaps less of a nap.
 
No wonder Cooper doesn't want to go outside. There seems to be a major ❄🌨 in Southend this evening.
Assuming her “local parade of shops” is The Broadway in Thorpe Bay (I couldn’t find mention of another parade in the area). Let’s take a little trip down there shall we, and see for ourselves this diverse mix of national cuisines which would put Croydon to shame?
View attachment 3309200 q
The Broadway Cafe
Eatalia (Italian)
Red Lantern (Chinese)
Cafe Masala (Indian)
Home Made Bakery
Costa Coffee
Since Kitchen and Bar
Masoom (Indian)
Broadway Fruits

So including traditional British, that’s four cuisines. Unless she means you can get Loyd Grossman sauces and El Paso taco kits at the Tesco Express, thus expanding the range available exponentially.

What a lying bleep.
I think that may have been when Jack was a West London Lesbian living in cosmopolitan West London. Just before she became a poverty stricken non-binary transman with dodgy mentals and a dicky heart.
 
God, she's so boring. She also hasn't done that much reading. She can't fart without posting it online, so I'm sure if she'd really completed all these books there'd be a Goodreads/Storygraph trail to prove it.
I’m a really prolific reader so it can be done- I read 102 books last year- far less this year because I have a love life now. But when I was reading 2 books a week I wasn’t tweeting 97 times an hour and grifting money off idiots
 
Assuming her “local parade of shops” is The Broadway in Thorpe Bay (I couldn’t find mention of another parade in the area). Let’s take a little trip down there shall we, and see for ourselves this diverse mix of national cuisines which would put Croydon to shame?
View attachment 3309200 q
The Broadway Cafe
Eatalia (Italian)
Red Lantern (Chinese)
Cafe Masala (Indian)
Home Made Bakery
Costa Coffee
Since Kitchen and Bar
Masoom (Indian)
Broadway Fruits

So including traditional British, that’s four cuisines. Unless she means you can get Loyd Grossman sauces and El Paso taco kits at the Tesco Express, thus expanding the range available exponentially.

What a lying bleep.
Is the dog cafe/groomers, where she ate a dog biscuit, on that parade? Because if it is you can add that as a different cuisine.

Eta because 🥕 changed dog to fog. God knows why, I have typed dog way more than fog in my life 🤷‍♀️
 
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...I wasn’t tweeting 97 times an hour and grifting money off idiots
Or full time working whilst also volunteering, writing novels, writing mememoir, writing a Greek cookbook, walking the dog 3 times a day for half an hour, going to council meetings, doing the school run, deep cleaning the kitchen 12 times a day, going to AA meetings three times a week, writing the VBI, going to the cinema, watching TV that she hasn't got, and on, and on, and on.
 
I've just finished reading "Shattered" by Hanif Kureshi, the guy who wrote "My Beautiful Laundrette".

He had a stroke/aneurysm whilst in Italy, then finally made it home to the UK to be treated in hospital by the NHS and then have "at home" care, also by the NHS.

It's a great read... he's well aware that he's been a bit of a nob in the past, but his experience is at the same time horrifying and uplifting.

It's also interesting as it's from the perspective of a man who is the son of immigrants. All of his carers are "new" immigrants, and without them, he wouldn't have carers at all.

So many complicated issues from someone right at the heart of it.

Jack, duck off with your NHS meddling, you splinter-fingered drain.
 
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