The day after the hospital trip we both had the day off. Julia didn’t feel like doing much so we sat at home and watched TV. Little did we realise, but within days this would become official Government advice.
After an hour I cracked and went out. I had errands to run and, as Julia pointed out, although I was trying to be solicitous and empathetic, I can be irritating in large doses. It was a bit of a strain for me too, as solicitude and empathy are not my natural territory. I tend more towards grumpy and sarcastic.
Julia decided to go to the gym while I was out, but after walking to the bus stop decided that was enough exercise for the day.
Thursday followed much the same pattern, though this time I went to work and Julia walked to the shop with a borrowed shopping trolley in search of vegetables for tea. There was still a reasonable selection of goods on the shelves, apart from toilet rolls and pasta, but we have plenty of toilet rolls and enough pasta so why worry?
There was, at that time, no sign of the Government descending into headless chicken mode, or the impending retail apocalypse.
On Friday Julia was back in hospital having a number of tests, including two brain scans which found nothing.
When she told me that, I smirked.
“You’re going to use that as a joke on the blog aren’t you?” she said. She has a low opinion of me as a humourist.
“No,” I said. “What sort of man would make light of his wife’s ill health.”
I think we all know the answer to that question.
The flowers – primroses and forget-me-nots – are from the Mencap garden. We are on holiday at the moment but nipped down just to check everything was alright.
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Hope you manage your time together with lots of good humour. A very wry post. Keep well and at a distance!
Thank you. I will do my best, in all respects. 🙂
I am trying hard too but my better half never gets my humour!
🙂 Yes, it can be a fine balancing act. Julia doesn’t like me shouting at politicians on TV, for instance, but I find it therapeutic.
Not difficult to do these days!
I admire your courage but then I guess you are safe in the knowledge that Julia understands you, which also gives you no excuse to have an affair with a voluptuous maiden 😉
My days of voluptuous maidens are long gone. Even if they weren’t I’d have to find one with poor eyesight, low standards and a forgiving nature.
I was a bit slow on the uptake re the brain scans joke. I’m glad, anyway, that Julia was given good news about her brain.
I’m surprised that your world hadn’t been more affected by dysfunction than it was by Thursday. Mind you, Thursday seems like aeons ago, a dim and distant past when we used to have schools and pubs, shops (even ones without stock) and NT properties to visit.
It’s the way my timeline runs – that Thursday was two weeks ago now – I didn’t want to write about it until Julia was happy about it, plus we wnt on holiday on the Monday after, the day we were told not to travel. 🙂
That explains it! Thought we were living in some kind of parallel universe 😉
I often trip over myself as the stories unfold and I jot things down as they occur to me. I just have too much to write and not enough time to do it.
Well, glad you feel you have plenty to write, especially after a recent post when you felt a bit glum.
Yes, plenty to write, but sometimes I lack the spark to get it going.
Don’t we all!
Pretty funny about the brain scans. (Only you would make me say that sentence.) Hugs to Julia.
I will tell her about the hugs. Thank you.
I smirked before you did – apologies to Julia.
🙂 No apology necessary – she really should know better than to give me an excuse for humour.
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Glad everything is OK with both of you. Stay well! The news is getting pretty bad over here now. At least no one is hoarding cat litter at the moment. 🙂
If I went on-line claiming cat litter makes an acceptable substitute for muesli I could probably change that situation. 🙂
Hope you and the cats are all well.
So far, so good. 🙂
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That is great news. The real challenge of surviving covid 19 will be on our relationships with our family sharing the experience, my daughter has already let me know how horrified she is at having to be home for the duration of the plague. Good luck and I look forward to your posts.
I imagine that both the birth rate and the divorce rate will increase., as will the cynicism and bitterness of my posts…
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Thank goodness that you didn’t crack a cheap joke at your wife’s expense. I am happy to hear that she seems to be doing well, It must have been very worrying for her….and you too of course.
It was a worrying time. However, the jokes helped. Well, they helped me…
We too have pasta and loo rolls…. unlike our local shops. Hope Julia is on the mend now and you are refraining from making jokes at the expense of her brain.
She’s on the mend and I am restraining myself from making jokes. As we are going to be confined to the house next week it seemed prudent not to annoy her too much…
Best wishes to you both–
Oh, good! Not finding anything is the best news of all. Stay well, both of you!!!
We are doing our best, thanks. 🙂