Took Julia to work this morning, tried to get the mowers started, was unsuccessful. That wasn’t the best start. Sadly, with this being a project run on a shoestring they rely on gifts, and nobody gives a good mower away.
Went to supermarket for cash, walked the length of the car park (that’s my “exercise” for the day) and, as I got to the machine, remembered my wallet was still at home. So I went home, scraped all my change together and rang a taxi.
As I walked into the hospital it suddenly struck me I didn’t have my phone with me. (This was solved when the lady at reception very kindly rang for a taxi at the end of my blood test).
Short wait, blood rest and good news at last. Well, mixed news, to be accurate. They have interfered with the natural functioning of my body to the extent that my blood now clots so slowly that I can no longer play rugby as the bruising could be fatal, and, like the Romanovs, I am likely to make a bad ruler of Russia. They achieve this by making you eat rat poison.
As I haven’t played rugby for years, and don’t like the idea of Russian winters this isn’t too bad.
The good news is that I can now go to the GP surgery for testing instead of the hospital, will eventually move to four tests a year instead of three a week, and I’m officially less likely to have a stroke.
On balance I’m prepared to give up rugby and Russia to lead a healthier life.
Good news, Simon!
It’s so much easier and justifies my decision to live in town. I miss the countryside but I like living within walking distance of the doctor. 🙂
🙂
Seems like mainly good news for you, and that is some interesting Russian history. Keep waking up on the correct side of the ground! The rest is all manageable from there 🙂
On balance, then, the news is good.
Yes, I’m recording it on the credit side of the kedger. 🙂
So you’re on Warfarin? My dad takes that as he has Atrial Fibrillation.
Good to hear they have got the dose right for you, even if it means you can’t play rugby.
My Dad is on it too, another way in which I am becoming my father as I age…
Goodness. I’m glad this is good news. Sounds like you did a lot of exercise, what with all the trips.
Yes, it’s amazing how happy I feel at such a simple thing. 🙂
I have a friend on rat poison and he doesn’t play rugby either. I don’t know his views on Russian winters but they may well be the same as yours.
If he’s Scottish he may well be more relaxed on the subject of freezing weather than I am. Having lived in the south most of my life I have grown soft and often wear a coat in winter.
Good heavens.
I know, I’m a disgrace.
Well, keep at it, stay healthy and I too HATED the thought and the taking of and then testing with the rat poison. You can be a sports participant from the bleachers or arm chair.
Sounds like the sort of plan I can go along with. 🙂
Yay! Progress!
Little by little…