It was soo hot this afternoon coming back from Sligo I swear we were both suffering from heatstroke...absolutely sweltering without a breath of wind and the sky was as black as night...
The scan...well feck me if the very nice Bridie told me I have dodgy hips and crumbling discs in my lower back...to be honest I was gob-smacked. Explains why I get so much lower back pain anyway and there was me thinking I was making fuss over nothing...
The next step is to up my intake of milk...not just any old milk though...there's an enriched one she'd suggested I use...and to increase my exposure to sunlight...then she was taken with a fit of the giggles at the thought of more sunlight, which made me giggle and we were acting like fools for a few minutes at the very thought of plenty of sunshine in Ireland...
And of course there'll be tablets to take...
Other than that, it's a case of trying not to fall over anytime soon.
Thank heavens we're here and not still in Norfolk...no waiting about for hours...I just went straight in...no searching helplessly for the right room either...some chap asked were we were lost and I told him where we were headed and he took us right to the door...Bridie suggested getting a porter and a wheelchair because I was getting out of breath after lying flat...you'd have had to bribe someone with large amounts of cash to get anyone to push you in a chair in the old hospital we used. And the porter would have been a total grump.
On the way home we stopped at Homebase and bought a fan...they are recommended for COPD people anyway and with this oppressive heat they are virtually essential...there was a sale on, so there was 10 per cent off the price.
But I forgot...made a total prat of myself while I was waiting outside for Himself to get the car...there was an old lady and her daughters and a wheelchair and a walker...the daughters were trying to get Mum out of the car and into the wheelchair while she was hanging onto the walker for grim death and one daughter was gripping the car door. The other daughter was squashed behind the old lady trying to forcibly shove her out...
Ever helpful me yanked the car door open with a flourish and announced I'd hold it while Mum collapsed into the chair...the old lady let out a high-pitched squeal...the daughter trying to drag her out, snatched the car door out of my hand and the other daughter...the one at the back doing the pushing...shrieked...'Ooo No!'...
So I sort of backed away and hung my head in shame...but the 'pulling' daughter stopped pulling and patted me on the arm and said thank-you ever so much but we have getting Mum out of the car down to a fine art and she hates it if the car door is wide open and what can you do and my sister and I aren't so young anymore actually and my heart isn't too good and I'm on tablets don't you know and my sister had a hip replacement not long back and she ought to be taking it easy but thank you ever so much anyway.
She spoke like that...never paused for breath for a second.
I stood there like a feckin' loon, grinning inanely, then slowly backed away to lean on the No Smoking In This Area sign...
Which everyone totally ignores.