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Not much news today. My reaction to the antibiotics seems to have passed and everything is going well again after two days of self-pity and misery. I’ve slept a lot and watched a lot of TV, though most of it was curtailed by me dropping off to sleep. I did do some reading of blogs this morning but after about half an hour I stopped as I felt tired. As I have so often told people – patience and rest. It’s so much easier to give advice than it is to take it. Soon I will be finished with antibiotics and hope this will have cured the problem. If not, I’m back to hospital at the first sign of problems, as I don’t want a repeat of last week.
Julia has been told that the scar is looking good. The doctor cleaned it up and removed a few remaining stitches. The pain she is experiencing is from the damage she did to the nerves and will probably fade in time, though it may persist. The internal lump will probably take about eight months to disappear. It’s not great news, but at least there is no major problem. I’ve just been telling her about the need for patience (see above). She doesn’t seem particularly grateful for my advice.
That’s about it.
The man who fixed the fence last week came and fixed the rest of the fence. When you look at it, you ask yourself what the tenant and the letting agent were doing. It’s clearly been in a bad state for quite a while and should have been fixed years ago. Unfortunately, as you can see from the rest of the garden, the tenant did the bare minimum in the garden. And as we learnt from looking at the state of the bungalow after taking possession, the agents had been doing nothing but charging fees. They certainly hadn’t been checking the tenant was taking proper care of the place.
However, it’s all water under the bridge and there is nothing I can do about it now apart from pay another bill. That seems to be the story of moving house. Even after six months we are still finding things to fix.
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This doesn’t seem the right moment for light banter, so I will just wish you both well.
I think you’re safe with light banter now, but thank you for your consideration. 🙂
I am glad to hear you and Julia re doing better, Simon. Slow and steady progress!
🙂
Hoping all are doing better at your place
Yes, it’s improving steadily, thank you.
May you both recover fully
Glad to read that you and Julia are starting to feel better. What a time you two had! Yes, patience and rest. There is no substitute.
🙂 Sound advice, but difficult to live by. 🙂
Okay. Let’s be clear about this. Telling one’s wife who accidently cut her throat manhandling a huge ceramic pot that there is this and that that is still going on that she will just need to have patience is justification for divorce in any jurisdiction on earth.
Put her on a plane and send her over here and I’ll look after her and be sympathetic and caring and understanding. I’m surprised you’re still alive.
That is one way of looking at it, on the other hand, I was fond of that pot . . .