Well, hello!
I am finally allowed a little ‘light’ typing from today on so my first thought was to get back to my blog and update what’s been happening to me. My knuckle-replacement surgery went successfully; I was very well looked after on Mayflower Ward of The Broomfield Hospital, Chelmsford and in the operating theatre by Ms Zweifel. I had local anaesthetic, like last time, and the pre-med did its job even better as I was unaware of the sawing this time. I even woke myself up snoring – twice! (I was lying flat on my back I have to add in my defense!!) I apologised to the team and Ms Zweifel said they are always pleased when a patient is so relaxed they can sleep through the procedure.
Recovery, though, has been hard. The post-op pain was more intense – I am, after all, a woman with no pain threashold – and so I spent 48 hours in a pain-killer induced fog. And having the use of only my left hand – I’m right-handed – turned me into Ms Clumsy-Useless. We were definitely given two hands and ten digits for a reason! Several times I stretched out my right hand to do something, or tried to support, for example, a jar while opening it with my left hand, only to feel the wound tugging as a reminder that I shouldn’t be doing it. I mustn’t lift, pull or push anything with my right hand for another 4 weeks. So, I decided to do as I was told and spent the next week on the sofa reading the two Ian Rankin novels I’d saved up and starting to watch my All Five Seasons Box Set of The Wire that the Daughter bought me for my birthday.
For the first couple of episodes I didn’t actually follow much, given the Baltimore-street-drug-dialect the characters speak in, but I stuck with it – it has three of my favourite actors in it – Idris Elba, Dominic West and Clarke Peters *swoons* – and I’m so glad I did. Fan-bloody-tastic on every single level. Mind you, if, as Kim Nash said, they’d taken ‘mo-fo’ out of the script each episode would have been 15mins shorter!!
The Daughter also came to visit and look after me, which was beyond lovely as we spend so little time together and apart from being my daughter she is my favourite person in the world. And on Friday, the Sister came and got me and took me down to stay with her in Clacton over the weekend and we had a fabulous time. Once again, now we live a little distance from each other I don’t see her often enough. She is a very kind woman and really took care of me. The weather was glorious – until Sunday afternoon – and we had a couple of seafront walks, 99s on the front, drinks on the pier, great time relaxing in her garden, the best bit of rock-eel I’ve ever eaten from Chav ‘n’ Chips (not it’s real name!) and a lovely meal out on Saturday night in the Bell Inn in Thorpe-Le-Stoken. And that was all rounded off by a great evening seeing the amazing Imelda Staunton in Gypsy last night on a lastminute.com meal deal. What a bargain! £24.50 for fabulous dress circle seats and dinner in Smollensky’s beforehand. Ms Staunton gives a real PERFORMANCE. Spine-tingling and show-stopping.
Good news came in the form of Nephew the Elder’s A Level results. The clever lad is now off to Loughborough to study Economics with Geography and because he’s so sporty Loughborough is the best place for him. And in Nephew the Younger’s GCSE’s; he got 2A*s 7As and a B. Another clever lad!
And – drumroll! – tomorrow – Carole E Wyer joins us for Hot Holidays!!!!
