Scrimping and saving, ranting and raving. Past retirement age.
I have a local lady who comes and cuts my grass, I wouldn't go so far as to call it a lawn. Some parts of the grass are a lot higher than others so it's not something I could manage.
I've also, with the help of a neighbour dug a small flower bed in one corner of my garden. I purchased a lavender plant and a dogwood called Midwinter fire.
The same neighbour has just given me a small tray of snapdragons and some other plants.
I'm about to put my shoes on and go and plant them in my flower bed.
I keep in touch with Steve because I'm part owner of the flat he still lives in.
When he text me to say he was having a colonoscopy I replied by just acknowledging his message. He obviously wasn't particularly happy with my reply but after the procedure sent another message to tell me the results show no cancer but another issue.
I again acknowledged his message but remembered everyone's advice and DNE.
He will now receive treatment for whatever the issue is. My daughter has suggested she keeps in touch with him so we will know what is going on without me getting involved.
Well just one decision really.
Steve messaged me y'day to tell me he is having another colonoscopy.
I know him well enough to know he will have lied to his Dr about his diet. He will have claimed that he only drinks the occasional lager, he will not admit to drinking 15 -20 cans a day.
He will also claim to eat a balanced diet that includes lots of vegetables, whereas he will be living on spicy chicken wings and eating no fruit or vegetables whatsoever.
Do I contact the surgery and tell them the truth or do I ignore it all and let him deal with the consequences?
Today was my audiology appointment and I have new hearing aids!
So no more guessing what people are saying to me.
No more nodding and trying to follow conversations.
I'm speaking too quietly so I need to practice getting my volume correct but I'm sure I will get there.
Autumn group tomorrow and the village coffee morning on Wednesday. I was told that the coffee morning was moving from the pub to the village hall but that's not happening now. I think there was a bit of in-fighting between various attendees.
I'm glad as that means I can continue to attend, if it had moved to the village hall I wouldn't be able to attend as I can't take Beano.
I've also had my suspicions confirmed about who was causing some problems within the group. I tend to avoid conflict although it doesn't scare me I'm glad to know I was on the right track.
I don't mind the heat but it does affect my eyesight which is quite scary. I know I will go blind at some point which is a worry but there is no treatment available so all I can do is keep buggering on.
It's too hot for Beano to walk far but unfortunately since he will not go to the toilet in my garden I still have to take him out regularly.
This morning I took him out at 4 o'clock for about an hour, when we got home I went back to bed and slept until just after 7 o'clock when I took him out again for another hour. He will just have to manage with trips to the grass verge outside the bungalow until this evening, when hopefully it will cool down again
Autumn group today, if Beano will walk that far I shall take his cool mat with me to keep him comfortable. I'd happily leave him at home but If he cries it annoys my neighbour so I take him most places with me.
A local ladies group held a second hand clothing sale today, so I went on a spending spree.
I bought two skirts and lots of t-shirts and tops, they are currently swishing around in my washing machine and will be hung on the line to dry soon.
Two of the white tops I bought knowing that they won't fit me but I'm planning on copying a trick from an old wartime book. I shall cut the sleeves off and cut down the sides, leaving the collar and shoulders intact. I will sew these inside the neck of two dark coloured jumpers. The dark colours don't suit my colouring but the white collars make all the difference.
The weather here is glorious but too hot for Beano who is in and out like a fiddlers elbow. I think I need to find a way to rig up some shade in the garden for him.
I spent the afternoon at Cass's waiting for a phone call from the hospital. The call should have been sometime after 1 o'clock.
There was no call so I left Cass's just after 6 pm and came home.
No doubt I will receive a letter at some point complaining because I didn't take the call that didn't arrive.
So far both appointments have been a bust, the first one because they sent a letter to an address I moved from 12 years ago. They then sent a letter to my current address complaining that I was a no show!
And now this one, I sat at Cass's from before 1 o'clock until 6 o'clock and there was no phone call, it's an absolute shit show, it really is.
I eventually received a message late y'day telling me the appointment had been cancelled.
