Monday, 10 March 2014
Sunday, 9 March 2014
What happened today? Err…
Oh yes, the Ocado order turned up just after ten (well done them) with a pack of Duchy Originals muffins we didn’t order (odd), one of the packs of Ryvita bashed in (drat) and no Budweiser Budvar for Sheila (oh no).
I’ve applied for refunds for the crispbread and lager and written an email to customer services. It’s unlike Ocado to mess up in this way so it’s only fair to let them know when they foul up.
I got pretty dopey yesterday and struggled to cook dinner, so we’ve decided I will have to take things a bit easier as long as I’m on these tablets. Accordingly, I stayed home whilst Sheila went off to help build hedgehog hotels.
You do this by getting two pallets and digging a square hole in the ground in a wood. Then you put the pallets in the hole, one crossways over the other, and pile the earth over the top, leaving an access hole at one side. The little hedgepigs find their way in through this hole and can make themselves all cosy and snug and safe in there.
The plan is to re-home some rescued hedgehogs in them.
After lunch we ambled round to the office with a copy of our licence, stopped for a natter about this and that with Jules and then came back to do some cleaning ready for Jane coming tomorrow.
This didn’t go as quickly as it might have as Geoff next door came out and we spent quite a bit of time in the glorious sun (it’s been almost summery) nattering again. It’s what boating’s all about.
He finally went off to watch the England/Wales rugby and we finally got on with some of the cleaning. Then we had a cup of tea outside, would you believe, clad in shirt sleeves.
We’ll have to finish up the cleaning tomorrow morning; Jane doesn’t arrive until after lunch, fortunately.
Saturday, 8 March 2014
I’m feeling just a bit dopey today (OK, so some might say that’s an improvement…) so I’ll stick to bullet points.
- We’re sleeping better the past couple of nights; maybe the new drugs are knocking me out and that means I’m disturbing Sheila less; I can be very disturbing as you all know.
- This morning was dry but chilly and windy for a brisk walk round. We got the latest Canal Boat which this month has appeared in the shops promptly, unlike last time.
- After lunch Elanor and Sally turned up on the dot of one to take us to Findern. I didn’t do well; EWM have stopped making the excellent self coloured Oxford shirts, stocking Pringles checked horrors like my father-in-law used to wear instead. But Sheila got a bag of compost and some primulas and herbs to fill the troughs and pots.
- Elanor brought us our post which included our new CRT licence disks; they’d texted us to say that they were on their way which is a handy reassurance that all was well with the application.
- Back at the marina we left Sheila gardening and took Sal to the copse. Here she discovered a new game when I threw a windfall crab apple at her. Now she’s always ignored these in the past, but this time she not only ate it but picked another up from the ground. Elanor shouted at her and she spat it out, moving away from us. Then she picked up another, waited until Elanor was walking towards her and spat it straight at her, unchewed. Hah di hah di hah.
- I’ve suddenly started being bombarded with spam comments, so I’ve had to turn the Captcha word verification back on. Sorry about that, I’ll turn it off again in a couple of weeks when the spammers have lost interest.
Tomorrow, an Ocado delivery and building hedgehog hotels.
Friday, 7 March 2014
First off, a heartfelt thank you to one and all for your good wishes, both expressed as comments here and in personal emails. They are really appreciated and a great support. I seem to be tolerating the new meds, so that’s one thing to be grateful for, and of course having a routine op is nothing like the grief that some of my fellow bloggers have been through in the past year.
Today has been a good day, though it got off to a late start as we overslept and didn’t really get going until nine. It’s the first time we’ve missed almost all of the Today programme for a long time. Desert Island Discs was entertaining as so often, though we’d never heard of the castaway Mairi Hedderwick, our kids being too old to have read the Katie Morag books.
When we did get out, it was just in time to join Stephen and Jayne for hot choc in the Willow Tree, after which leisurely break we went back to the boat and pottered for an hour until lunch.
We’ve been much more active since then, walking down to the surgery to hand in the copy of my new prescription and to ask for a repeat straightaway; we’ll be away for around four weeks starting next Friday, so I’ll need a refill before we get back here.
Then it was the solid trek out to Betty’s Farm , where I got a serious piece of silverside beef to roast tomorrow, along with a load of other bits and bobs including two jars of a new brand of home made curry sauce. We’ll try a jar of that with chicken tonight, eating it with the chapattis that were also available.
By the time we got back to the boat we were well weary and quietly collapsed with a cup of tea until it was time to do this blog.
Tomorrow, Elanor is running us over to the Findern Garden Centre. A census of my winter shirts showed that several were only fit for boating and one was a write off. I bought them several years before we moved on board Sanity ten years ago, so they’ve done very well. They are Edinburgh Woollen Mill solid cotton jobs and as Findern has an EWM outlet we’re hoping they’ll be having a sale…
Thursday, 6 March 2014
It was a good quiz last night, even though we didn’t do especially well at it. The questions were entertaining and challenging, but seldom of the dreaded “so what” variety. We’ll miss the next one in April as we’ll be out cruising, even though we’ve had to drastically alter our plans in the light of events today.
Travelling to Derby Royal by bus turned out to be straightforward, though as we caught the 9.25 V3 we actually had to pay a fare for the first leg into Littleover. From there we walked round the corner onto the ring road and caught one of the frequent buses into the hospital. We arrived in very good time, so went for a coffee/hot choc in the cafe.
It still meant that I checked into the clinic with half an hour to spare and (for the very first time ever, I think) was seen bang on time by my new consultant. After that, things were not so good. No problem with Mr Tildsley, who was one of the better ophthalmologists I’ve encountered in 24 years of having my eyes checked, but because of what he found, which was that my pressures are way up, threatening my sight if left like that.
All the long term medication options are now exhausted, so he’s started me on some stuff by mouth that can be used short term but which would have unacceptable side effects if persisted with for more than a few months (acetazolamide for those who know about these things), as well as yet more drops. I’m going back in six weeks to have a visual fields test and a recheck of the pressures, but then will almost certainly have an operation (a trabeculectomy) to one eye the next week.
The other will be done four weeks later, which means no Crick Show for us this year, the first time we’ve missed working on the Braidbar stand since 2004. It’s a blow, but of course going slowly blind would be much worse.
The upside is that if all goes well, I won’t need to use drops any more.
And there’s always the Open Day and Owners’ Weekend to look forward to in September.
So the plan for the next few weeks is to stay here for a week; my sister Jane is visiting from Monday to Wednesday, Sheila has a screening appointment on Thursday morning and then there’s the residential moorings meeting that night.
Then we’ll escape for a few weeks, taking Sanity Again down to Calcutt to get her Hurricane fixed and returning in good time for my fields test and subsequent op. After that, we may well get a brief further trip out before the second op. We’ve not made any plans beyond that except to get up to Poynton in September by hook or by crook.
Wednesday, 5 March 2014
As this busy week carries on, we’ve had another good day, the spring weather sticking around to make taking the boat over to the service wharf a pleasure. On the way there, Sheila managed to get some photos of the oyster catchers strolling around on the visitor pontoon:
|Get a load of those beaks!|
We pumped out and topped up the diesel tank whilst Sheila took the opportunity to discuss some stuff to do with lodge rental rates with Jules, who’d come over from the office to work the fuel pump.
Back to the pontoon we went; making the final turn, I was very aware that we now have an extra audience in the shape of the workforce on the building site. Next autumn we’ll have the bistro customers out on the boardwalk, of course. It’s a great encouragement to keep my boat handling skills up to scratch…
Having got Sanity Again safely berthed, we walked to the marina office the long way round so as to get some exercise in the sunshine. Debts paid and newspaper bought, we ambled back to the boat. Soon it was time to go out again to meet Stephen and Jayne at the Willow Tree for our team lunch before the quiz tonight. We were just finishing up when Martin and Anna off Braidbar 140, One Day, came in accompanied by Jack their three year old grandson.
This gave us an excuse to hang around yet longer before taking a second perambulation round the marina with the Dolce crew. Finally, we popped back to the shop to order a couple of bags of solid fuel for delivery this weekend and one to take away with us as we’re pretty well out. That last cold snap meant keeping the fire blazing away, especially as we’re managing without the Hurricane.
Tomorrow, into Derby for an appointment at the eye clinic and another lunch out.
It’s all go...
Tuesday, 4 March 2014
I think I may have overdone it with the AGPs last weekend. Walking Grandpa on both Saturday and Sunday seems to have worn him out, so all I got today were two trips round the marina, one first thing this morning quite briskly and one this afternoon with a lot more time for rummaging.
So not a complete waste of my time, but it would have been good to have another go in the copse. I must get Mum to bring me over here next weekend.
Apart from that, it’s been pretty routine; got my carrot and an apple core at lunch and I’ve had a couple more of the special treats. I’ll get Grandpa to put them in my bag tonight so’s Mum can give me some whilst the AGPs are away.
Apparently they’ve got a load of stuff to do between now and the end of next week when they hope to get going. Grandpa is worrying that he’ll have more hospital appointments yet; why can’t humans use the vet like I do?
I mean, straight into Just for Pets, see the man, get sorted, all done...
Have a good summer, all of you; with luck I’ll get over to the boat here and there and now and then whenever I can get Mum to take a break from the work thing.
Loads of licks