Huh...had another appointment from the breathing woman this morning...and an appointment to collect a machine...it's to monitor my oxygen levels at night and it does heart-rate as well. Now I had one of those back in May, and it kept bleeping the entire night long and kept everyone on the ward awake and the poor nurse flying back and forth 'cos at first she thought I was dead...but she did bring me a pot of tea and four rounds of toast because she couldn't fix the stupid machine on her own.
Both of the appointments are at the same time which ought to prove interesting...but I bring the oxygen thingy home with me...it has to be back at the hospital by twelve o'clock the following day...just as well we've a car. Be in a muddle otherwise.
And the gadget man is coming this Wednesday to see about a shower being installed...I told Himself I was going to ask about one of those walkers with a seat and a little shopping basket and he was horrified...'A Zimmer Frame!' I did say they are not in the least like a Zimmer frame actually...they are horrendously expensive 'cos I've already inquired after seeing a lady using one...so I pointed out it would save me from having to sit on the pavement or the floor in the supermarket and then not being able to get up again...
Something else I quite fancy actually is one of those bed things...you know...that keep you propped up. ' Cos pillows slide down in the night and then I wake up with my arms flailing about in desperation 'cos the blankets over my face and my breaths gone...
It'd be awful presumptuous to make this chap a list I suppose...maybe I'll just go for a shower to begin with and see if he suggests anything else...
Himself went shopping...armed with a list written in neat upper case letters and instructions on where to find various items which aren't where you'd expect them to be...our supermarket isn't too hot on logic. But then neither is Himself actually...
My shed just wouldn't get warm so I came indoors and swore at the laptop for a while...