Really bad few days. David is ill, and have just heard that Rosie appears to be on her last legs. I had a nasty turn, and after spending the day at the hospital TIA Clinic yesterday, they decided on practically no evidence (all the tests were normal) that I’d had a mini-stroke and lumbered me with acres of medication. Still trying to decide which to take. Not allowed to drive for a month. Bastards.
Last Wednesday was the calm before the storm. Quite a lot of rain, but not too cold, though it continued windy. Dot drove me to church in the morning for Bible study. there was a new member, Ellie, who asked a lot of questions, but I think it went ok. Walked home. Watched quite a bit of TV – finished one thriller and nearly finished another one. In the evening walked in light rain to football with Dot and Des. Lost 2-0 to Leicester. Heavier rain on way back.
Thursday was cooler but dry. We drove to Helen and Chris Lamb’s for a meeting about the sugar charity. Eagles there. After lunch went to Morrisons for food and petrol. Later in the afternoon, as Bridget was arriving, I had a medical problem – couldn’t get up easily from study floor (where I was picking something up) and was very unsteady and apparently not making much sense. Dot and Bridget insisted on calling 999 and a couple of paramedics (Megan and Hannah) came round and did several tests. I felt better quite quickly but they rang the doctor, which took ages, and fixed an appointment for me for 10 am tomorrow. Bit of a relief, as one option was taking me to A&E. Bit shaky, but got back to normal quickly and cooked meal. Bit annoying really. Dot got in touch with David, and I went to bed early. Weather dry.
Friday was cool. Went to doctor’s in the morning and was in with Dr Ranasinghe for very long time, much to annoyance of other people waiting. He was thorough and spent ages filling in a form online so that I could go to TIA clinic some time next week. Meanwhile I can’t drive and have to take aspirin. Don’t know which is worse. At first decided not to take aspirin, but am now taking half prescribed dose, plus extra Lansoprazole to avoid side-effects. Just the sort of thing I hate. Have been feeling fuzzy and tired. If I have another episode I have to call 999 again and will probably end up in A&E. Nightmare. Also feel cold and have a heavy head. Still, managed to do street meet with Des, Chris, Sarah, Matt, John, Sean and Ciara. Dot cooked toad in the hole, and we watched a film, Manhunter, which was ok.
Saturday – Dry, not too bad. Slept in. Dot drove us to Costessey to see where she has to go next week. Costessey is horrible – all closed roads, speed bumps, 20mph limits, cameras, chicanes. Nightmare. Quiet day after that. Discovered David is not well – more worried about him than me. Watched film Don’t Look Now. Not sure why. And ODI cricket v Ireland, which was mildly interesting. Norwich lost 6-2 at Plymouth, which wasn’t at all interesting.
Sunday was fairly mild. About to leave for church when I got a call from TIA clinic, asking me to go in straight away. Made a few phone calls and Dot drove me up – she decided to stay with me. Went pretty well until the technology failed – couldn’t get the images from the CT scan because they’d been mislabelled; so bit of a wait. In the end the doctor said all my tests were normal, but despite that he prescribed loads of pills and said I couldn’t drive for a month. Over cautious, in my opinion. Felt very down, especially as David is still ill too. Dot took me home, then went to Cathedral to assist with special service. I watched Scotland beat Tonga at rugby then went for short walk. When Dot got back at about 7.15 we had something to eat and then watched some TV. Got up in night to eat bread and jam and drink a little wine. Alarm went off, but Dot didn’t notice.