No longer leukaemia….but isolation, Day 18

I suppose every day is like no other day, but in current times we sort of expect to wake up each morning to Groundhog Day. I mean, how many times can you describe the washing, or the food and drink prep, the TV programmes you watch or the social media you’ve been engaged in? I really wasn’t expecting much of the day today, especially after the unexpected thrill of a shopping delivery slot yesterday and feeling pretty good after watching ‘One Man, Two Guvnors’ at which I belly-laughed so much yesterday evening.

Of course there were the run-of-the-mill things that kept the seams of today together, but the day was also punctuated with very ‘un-Groundhog Day’ stuff too. For a start, the doorbell pealed through the house on more than one occasion – shopping (thank you, Julie), the post (mostly junk), DPD (oooh, what’s this? wine? yes please!), prescriptions (twice – thank you, Balsall Pharmacy), Yodel (clippers for shaving the cat……..mind you, I think you’re having a laugh, you’ll get nowhere near him with those!).

Secondly, there was the realisation that the paint was dry on the baton for the new blind in the kitchen (do a little dance…..) and we can actually fit the blind. Well, John can fit it and I’ll just be the glamorous assistant, anyway. So that’s what we did. Fitted the blind. And….ooooh, it looks good!!

And thirdly, excitement down by the ‘Man-Shed’! I am washing-up, gazing out of the window, admiring our newly mown lawn when I spy John – with a ladder. This sort of event is not unusual in our household, as you know, so no need to take any particular notice. Ladder is duly leaned up onto the Man Shed wall and John climbs up. Something catches my eye – what is he doing? That ladder is leaning to the right……actually, it’s not leaning, it’s moving……. hmmm……yep, John is definitely taking a ride to the right……and, oh, look!! He’s disappeared altogether, Del Boy-style, into the bushes.

Well, of course, I go into 999 mode and sprint down the garden to see if he’s alright. Of course he is. Still in Del Boy mode, he’s up and shaken himself off, as if nothing has happened. Yes, dear, thank you for your concern but really, nothing to see here! And onto the job at hand…….

But, of course, on sharing the story of the ‘ride to the right’ with the family, we were reminded that accidents at home on the DIY jobs we do now, will put extra pressure on the NHS, if hospital treatment is needed. It’s a sobering thought. Especially as they are dealing with ever more cases of the virus daily. As of yesterday (3 April 2020), the figures were over 38,000 people infected, and 3,605 people have died.

Sending love to every single one of you. Hope you have a good weekend and stay safe.

2 thoughts on “No longer leukaemia….but isolation, Day 18”

  1. So pleased John was ok after his fall Anne…now that’s 2 in your house so please take care x🙏🏻x
    I had a silly accident myself yesterday as I was taking a Pyrex bowl out of the cupboard it sort of exploded and oh my goodness my finger was badly cut! So much blood and very painful…I rush and run the cold water tap over it while Dave panics to get his slippers on! Dave says it definitely needs stitches but there’s no way I’m going to Hospital. Unfortunately although our First Aid Kit is overflowing there are no steri strips. Eventually I stem the bleeding by squeezing the cut together and Dave applies a plaster but the blood begins to flow again. I send Reverend Penny and my friend Elaine (our Warden’s wife) a message asking if they have any steri strips. Thankfully Penny does so she leaves them in the porch for Dave to collect 😅 So now I hope and pray it heals quickly without any problems x🙏🏻x

    1. Oh my goodness, Lou!! What a shock for you! And what a surprise….. no steri strips! Not like you at all!! Nanny normally always has everything needed in an emergency!! And yes, you are right, two falls in the household. Do hope there isn’t third! Take care of yourselves. Much love to you both

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