They Didn't Listen, They Didn't Know How
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Julian used to whisper to me quietly, “I feel as if I’m committing suicide, when I’m forced to take all of these drugs” He would not have made this statement lightly; the whole idea of suicide went against his faith.
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About the Book
They say don’t judge a book by its cover, but it’s human nature to instinctively do it. On this cover, I’ve placed a framed picture of my husband as he was in life, with the words “They didn’t listen, they didn’t know how,” indicating from where he is right now, he can see a bigger picture. I say “framed” because there is evidence indicating he was a diabetic, but in fact, he was suffering from something else. The back cover has a selection of photographs of him enjoying life against a background of honeycomb with the inscription “Life became too sweet for me.” I invite you to read on with an open mind!
About the Author
I was born at Welshpool Cottage Hospital in mid-Wales on June 28, 1957. I boast a twin sister called Gwenfron, fondly known as Gweno to her family. I also have two younger brothers, Glyn and Alwyn. I was born to Welsh-speaking parents, who always speak Welsh in the family home. My parents are Eirlys and Elfyn Jones, better known as Eirlys and Elfyn Mynydd Dwlan. Mynydd-Dwlan being the name of the farm where I was raised before I migrated over the border to England, I was better known as Olwen Mynydd-Dwlan rather than Olwen Jones. This was at school as well as in our local community. At the age of fifteen, I attended Newtown College; there I studied for my prenursing certificate, which enabled me to start my nurse training at Wrexham War Memorial Hospital. On August 23, 1977, I qualified as a state enrolled nurse and later sought employment at the Robert Jones and Agnes Hunt Orthopaedic Hospital, where I later obtained my diploma in orthopaedic nursing. I spent eighteen months on the Spinal Injury Unit before moving to London for twelve months in the private sector. I settled down to married life in Kidderminster, where I found employment at Kidderminster General Hospital. After some years, I had to complete a further course to convert to a state registered nurse or become a nursing auxiliary. I was reminded of how hard I’d worked for my qualification. Recapping on my struggles, I agreed and qualified as a staff nurse. I have done thirty-six years of unbroken service in nursing. Sadly, at the age of fifty-one, I became a widow and the contents of this book are about my husband’s life before we met, our life together, and my life without him.