It’s windy, a bit rainy and unsettled now, but last Thursday it was very warm, and I felt fine. Dot drove me up to the hospital, and after taking a couple of wrong turnings (on foot) we located Radiology. There were few people about, and we didn’t have to wait long. The radiologist was very pleasant and seemed surprised I’d been advised to have a fat-free diet – but that was probably nothing to do with the scan. Needless to say there were no results for me, and I was told that as it was urgent, it would probably take a couple of weeks…
Back home I felt well enough to catch up with some stuff on my computer. Wrote an article for my website and inserted a poem I’d written after my hospital stay 12 years ago when I had my prostate removed. Quite a few people responded to the article over the next few days, and sent best wishes.
The next day it rained a bit at first but was still very warm. Dot and I walked separately up to Boots to fetch our new glasses – long awaited. Again, few people around, and all went well. Very tired – didn’t fancy eating in morning, but had some sorbet when I got home. No real pain, but had a very bad night because I had to keep passing water as a result of the injection preceding the scan. Paul rang just before we went. Bought some flatbreads on the way home, then ran into Mary Cozens, who now lives round in the Recorder Road area. Later I took the plunge and rang Green Flag to cancel our breakdown policy on Dot’s car, which we haven’t owned for about six months. Took me about half an hour to get an answer, then about a minute to do the deed. Wonderful! You can’t do it online, of course.
It’s been hard to know what to eat, and I haven’t had much appetite. Have been keeping the fat intake low, but not at zero.
Had a fairly lazy day yesterday after quite a lot of rain overnight. Watched Norwich City play Manchester Utd in the FA Cup (quarter-finals), and they were very unlucky to lose after going down to ten men when Klose got a red card, which looked rather induced by the Manchester Utd player to me. Excellent goal by Todd Cantwell meant we were 1-1 at full time, and only lost at the very end of extra time.
Watched Spectre in the evening, and Dot fell asleep halfway through; so I washed up while she caught up. Earlier I rang my Aunt Thelma’s care home and made sure they had my details.
Another slow day today, but I have the liturgy ready for this evening. Spoke with David on FaceTime in the afternoon, and have been having text exchanges with Oliver about Norwich City.