The Day Hospital revisited

At the day hospital, the first person to approach was a girl with a badge saying "Student Nurse" .



Now you fans of ER may remember (I think it was during the very first episode) when Dr Green kicked backwards his wheeled chair from the desk in order to look in amazement at what was approaching,



It was Noah Wyle in a lab coat so starched and white it was amazing, and also obvious that it was his first day.



So I asked the Student Nurse if it were her first day out from the university. Oh, yes it was. I was almost blinded by the whiteness of her top, and I bet the starch doesn't last too long.



Nice girl, and she was being sent round to interview all us old ladies. Good practice.



I also saw the physio again in the afternoon, where we did some balance assessment. She was a bit 'hyper', explained by the fact that she had just bought her first house. It is in the next village along from the one where TBSITW lives.



I have learned that there can be gaps when nothing is happening, so I take a book. I think I am going to sound like a bit of an intellectual snob here, so the book is carefully selected. It is a historical novel, but could at a glance be mistaken for a historical romance. It is about Lady Jane Grey. I am ashamed to say that I didn't really study history at school, sticking to maths and the sciences as well as the obligatory English, French and geography.



I am finding the Tudor times fascinating and have been learning about all King Henry VIIIths wives

This morning I got a telephone call to say that the Day Hospital was cancelled as the roads were so bad, with more snow forecast.

I have really made use of the unexpected free time and have been de-cluttering my filing cabinet. I need to get the contents of a 3-drawer one down to fit a 1-drawer one, so masses of shredding has been going on. I have lost track of the number of times I have emptied the shredder and taken the contents to the paper bin in the refuse room.

I think that is me beat now, back to the books and the jigsaw.

The Best Sister In The World

As might be expected, I had a somewhat restless night last night; every time I moved or turned over in bed I kept lying on one sore bit or another.

Yesterday afternoon I went through to the residents’ lounge hoping to find the exercise group having a cup of tea (and to scrounge one myself). In fact, they had almost finished but D, bless her, got up and made me a fresh one and even gave up her armchair so that I did not have to try and get up from a seat without arms.

I told them about my fall; some had seen the ambulance but not the person who had required it.

One of them pointed out to me that my car was abandoned rather than parked. It was still within the parking bay - just – but at quite an angle. This morning I was not at all keen to do anything about it, but took it out to visit the baker and get some rolls. I have now parked it beautifully.

Shortly after that, I went to visit TBSITW for lunch of soup and a sandwich. The soup was a rib-sticking roe venison one with vegetables and pieces of the roe meat in it. The sandwich was ham plus lettuce freshly picked from the garden and white beetroot grown in their garden and cooked. Absolutely scrummy!

I discussed with her my need for a new desk and 2-drawer filing cabinet, and she and le chef are coming by tomorrow to measure for me.

I discussed with TBSITW my continuing feeling that I am coming to the end of my driving life, and would rather give up before I am forced to do so. I have to try to renew my driving licence in November, and my Motability lease expires in January when I would otherwise get a new car.

I can get an electric scooter or wheelchair also through Motability and this would serve much of my needs; the biggest difficulty would be visiting my daughter and two grandchildren as there is no other realistic way of getting over to visit her.

It is difficult.

My sister supported me in my decision, but I haven’t discussed it with the rest of my family.

Anyway, plenty time yet.

I returned from TBSITW bearing goodies: lettuce, beetroot and garlic, all from her garden, not to forget a bottle of Noilly.

When I got back, the usual suspects were having tea, and so I joined them, then came back home.