Another day of medical stuff – this time for me and not John – makes a change, doesn’t it? First thing this morning I was charging over to Solihull Hospital for a screening appointment. And, as it turned out, it worked out very well. I was in and out as quick as you like which resulted in no parking charges – howzat?
When I got home, I winkled John out of bed to drive me over to the dentist, having managed to get an appointment at just gone 11. That also went well. I didn’t have to wait long and the dentist just dropped a dressing into the wound and sent me on my way. Again, I was in and out in no time at all. Fingers crossed the dressing will do the trick and the pain recedes over the next day or two. I could certainly do with feeling less sorry for myself.
John, having dropped me at the dentist, made his way over to Corby to do some business on the houses they have over there. He said that went well, too, with all transactions done and dusted in optimum time and he was on his way home by 2.30.
Meanwhile, I had made my way home by taxi and then decided to have a little lie down in bed…..for three hours. The whole afternoon. Ah, well, must have needed it.
We had thought we’d nip over to Sutton at tea-time to collect Chester the Dog as we are looking after him for the weekend. However, it was getting dark and John prefers not to drive in the dark; and I was still feeling a little woozy after my sleep. So all in all, we will take delivery of the dog tomorrow morning instead.
And there we have it – another day gone by, with limited success. At least John’s part of the day was positive in a business sense and mine in a medical sense.
42,408 people tested positive for the virus today. 195 people died in the community; 74 in hospitals in the last 48 hours; and 868 people were admitted to hospital.
Take care everyone. God bless.
“They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old; Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them.”
Lest we forget.