Saturday 24 April 2010

Bums


Just finished work and have work again in the morning so I'm pigging out in front of the telly. Very dull of me, I know. I'm watching Britain's got talent, I quite like the show(to my horror and disgust at myself!) because of the way the presenters are with the absolutely-rubbish-but-think-they're-amazing contestants. They are sarcastic and mock them subtly whilst under the pretence of interviewing them backstage, and the morons don't seem to have a clue.

Currently on TV there are two adverts that show women shaking their derrieres. One is selling toning shoes and the other is selling tena ladies (I hate these ad's selling ladies 'intimate products', they just aren't necessary, but that's another issue.) I wish the trainer's ladies bums were closer to the size of the other ones. I understand that they are targeting different demographics and that the trainer one is supposedly saying look you can get a bum like this! Yet it doesn't make me want to buy the shoes, it doesn't make me think 'Oooh they make your bum like that wow!' It just makes me want to punch the skinny bitches shaking their barely-there bums all over my telly. Their whole arse is about the size of one of my butt cheeks. It just doesn't reflect reality at all, the average woman's bum isn't that shape/size and most men say they prefer a curvy shape anyway. Besides, who hoover's in their knickers? The feminist in me is scowling a little bit as well.

OK, bitter rant over. I'm going to watch Reservoir Dogs and post this later.....

Reservoir Dogs is good but I wasn't amazed by it.

Thursday 22 April 2010

Crabbit old women


We were learning about some ideas around patient dignity this week. One of the things we were shown was a short film based on this poem. I think it is a very good poem in that, it makes you stop and think. Though it could be just me that thinks that because I'm terrified of getting old and being forgotten about, being unable to do daily tasks and the things that I enjoy, the things that make me me.


"Crabbit Old Woman"

What do you see nurse, what do you see?
Are you thinking, when you look at me-
A crabbit old woman, not very wise,
Uncertain of habit, with far-away eyes,
Who dribbles her food and makes no reply
When you say in a loud voice,
I do wish you'd try!
Who seems not to notice the things that you do
And forever is loosing a stocking or shoe.
Who, unresisting or not; lets you do as you will
With bathing and feeding the long day is fill.
Is that what you're thinking,
Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes,
nurse, you're looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am as I sit here so still!
As I rise at your bidding, as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of 10 with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters, who loved one another-
A young girl of 16 with wings on her feet,
Dreaming that soon now a lover she'll meet,
A bride soon at 20- my heart gives a leap,
Remembering the vows that I promised to keep.
At 25 now I have young of my own
Who need me to build a secure happy home;
A woman of 30, my young now grow fast,
Bound to each other with ties that should last;
At 40, my young sons have grown and are gone,
But my man's beside me to see I don't mourn;
At 50 once more babies play around my knee,
Again we know children, my loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead,
I look at the future, I shudder with dread,
For my young are all rearing young of their own.
And I think of the years and the love that I've known;
I'm an old woman now and nature is cruel-
Tis her jest to make old age look like a fool.
The body is crumbled, grace and vigor depart,
There is now a stone where I once had a heart,
But inside this old carcass, a young girl still dwells,
And now and again my battered heart swells,
I remember the joy, I remember the pain,
And I'm loving and living life over again.
I think of the years all too few- gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last-
So open your eyes, nurse, open and see,
Not a crabbit old woman, look closer-
See Me.

Wednesday 21 April 2010

Easily distracted.


Today I rediscovered twitter and then rediscovered this blog. I get so easily distracted and bored that I can never keep a regular blog up. I started this thing as a way to practice for the GAMSAT but right now I'm not going to apply to do medicine as I started a degree in nursing in March. So for now I'll just use this as an ordinary blog to blurt out some nonsense on topics that are floating around in my head. Its late now so I'll right a proper post at some point in the near future. Maybe.