Now I know why nurseries are so-called. I've been transplanting the seedlings from their little cots into their big beds prior to them leaving the nest to go into the great outdoors in a couple of weeks time. I'm getting very protective of them, maternal even. Yesterday I failed to mention, due to the much ranting and raving (more of which later), that dad and I had been out in the garden planting onion sets, broad beans and peas. Backbreaking but rewarding, as long as the pesky rabbits don't get to everything. The cats are on stag every night from now on.
At long last the plasterers have been at work up our end with a lot of the upstairs done. A Shirl's is much more advanced with doors, skirting boards, glass in the windows, and the kitchen going in on Friday. She definitely knows how to get round them - she'll be moved in before we return from the high seas (2 days to go, and counting).
Had a couple of frustrating conversations with the hospital today, the Patient Liaison Service to be precise, who are tracking down scan results and checking whether I should have been assigned someone to call on when leaving hospital. They also gave me the name of a brain charity I've already been in contact with who are unable to help me as my SAH wasn't the result of being run down by a juggernaut or some such trauma. A burst aneurysm isn't considered traumatic - they should try having one, it was pretty traumatic from where I was lying!!
Doc Simon has referred me to a trick cyclist which I hope will be helpful. Something needs to be. Somebody asked dad if I'd progressed to which Fif muttered regressed. The sad thing is, she's absolutely right. Oh well, a couple of weeks cruising can only help.
Had a couple of frustrating conversations with the hospital today, the Patient Liaison Service to be precise, who are tracking down scan results and checking whether I should have been assigned someone to call on when leaving hospital. They also gave me the name of a brain charity I've already been in contact with who are unable to help me as my SAH wasn't the result of being run down by a juggernaut or some such trauma. A burst aneurysm isn't considered traumatic - they should try having one, it was pretty traumatic from where I was lying!!
Doc Simon has referred me to a trick cyclist which I hope will be helpful. Something needs to be. Somebody asked dad if I'd progressed to which Fif muttered regressed. The sad thing is, she's absolutely right. Oh well, a couple of weeks cruising can only help.
View from our landing
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We, P & B (Brenda, Shirl's friend) love hearing from you. Indeed it was a double pleasant surprise this morning because I spent yesterday switching over to Broadband.
Okay, BT aren't the cheapest, but they got rated top for reliabity on a recent TV prog -- and I tend to agree.
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