Saturday starts early at 5 o’clock due to my partner being ill. She has been up all night with sickness and diarrheal. It later became clear that her brother has the same thing. It seems they caught it from visiting their mother in hospital. As the paramedic put it later “hospitals are just one big petri dish!” It seems he was right. My partner was so bad i had to ring 111 and they sent out their emergency ambulance. The tqo para medics were very good and did a lot of tests and assessements. They concluded that hospital was not necessary and that management at home was the way to go. They rang their senior consultant to confirm their findings and to sign off the care plan. Once they had gone my partner began the long journey back to health by sipping water and sleeping.
I tried to keep things going by doing the meter readings and doing a Tesco order for the next day along with some washing. As for the rest of the time I watched women’s football, men’s rugby and films. punctuated by a Nando’s chicken meal, a shared experience with my eldest daughter. Eventually I went off to bed with my night meds and just pleased their bug had not got to me. In all of the toing and froing of the day I also downloaded my blood results from Fridays tests. They are very much the same as the previous set, which by and large is a good thing. My PSA had risen from 4.1 to 4.3, which was a bit dispiriting but I guess 0.2 is a reasonable deviation.
Sunday and its blazing hot. My partner seems to have had a better night. I get up and make breakfast, which I eat sitting on the patio. I put my laundry in and sit chatting to my eldest daughter. I go to open the shed and find the keys missing. In the end I use a spare key but thereis no sign of the original. I take the new sunshade ut of the shed adn wrangle it into the patio table and sit in its shade for a while. I start to draft the blog and in order to see what I am doing enlarge the cursor pointer to a huge size, which seems to do the job okay. The garden is throwing up new flowers and there is now an urgency to get the young plants in the frames into the garden or into planters. Perhaps that can happen when the heat drops a bit this evening. It is fiercely hot at the moment, the garden thermometer says its 30 degrees. Here are some of the current stars of the garden.
Time to eat cookies and drink more water. This is the last day of the football season so at 4 o’clock the last games will be played and I get to watch to see if my team, the mighty Brentford, make it into Europe. It is unlikely as they are playing Liverpool, but one can but hope. I am disappointed to find the game I was going to watch is not on one of my channels so I end up watching the running results show and experience th ebb and flow as the results come in. With 25 minutes left Brentford need to find a single goal to be in Europe, but it looks unlikely.
The evening beckons and the Tesco order is awaited, but it appears thee are a lot of substitutions. Eventually I take my meds and head for bed.
