Thursday and believe it or not I am up at 6:45 to move my partners car off the drive as the guy who is putting in the base for the new garden shed is arriving at 7am, and by jove he does. A single bloke with a van and a substantial gut who unloads wood and a case full of tools. I offer a drink but he declines and gets on with the construction of the base. He clearly works at pace as within minutes he has his top off. A bit disturbing at this early hour. I take my morning meds and have breakfast and prepare my clothes for my visit later to the hospital. With that done I ring the boiler service folk and book ours in for its annual service. In no time at all, or at least by 10 o’clock todays builder badger has completed his task. There is a shed base concreted in and awaiting the shed to top it.

I say farewell to the builder badger and then change into my training kit. I squeeze in a half hour session on the rower and to my surprise crack my 6 kilometre standard. Its all a bit rushed now as I am to leave for the hospital so I head for the shower.

Having showered and taken everything metal off me I leave for the hospital smelling sweetly. I arrive and as I know my way to the department its an easy journey. In the nuclear medicine department I check in and soon I am called in. This is when the fun start. My nurse is a chatter box and gives me a running commentary on what she is doing which turns into a monologue about why its going wrong. She misses the first vein, “too wobbly” and then the use of the smaller needle into the vein in my wrist. Having made me radioactive I am sent away for two hours to ferment, which apparently helps to show my bones at their best. So I leave the department and go and sit in the hospital café with a sandwich, drink and a Kitkat. Of course I have a book to read, Jim Harrison: The Essential Poems. At the appointed time, two hours after the radiation went into me I am called into the scan room. I get to lay on the scan bench where two assistants swaddle me so I cannot move and then for 45 minutes I am scanned. Eventually I am roused from my revere and told the scan is ended. I leave the now empty department and drive home through terrible traffic.

Once home I rest for a bit before putting a tarpaulin over the shed base to protect it for the week before the new shed arrives. I eat a meal with the family and then flop on the settee totally out of energy. I drift until I draft the blog and then take my night meds and go to bed. Hopefully tomorrow will be slower although I shall be going with my partner to collect her new car and preparing for the visit of my youngest grandchild and his parents. All part of moving on.