The 16th of October.
Started my day with a phone call from Shaki. She was outside, about to put some paperwork through my door, but didn’t want to come in because she has tonsillitis, bless her. Poor us.
Once dressed, I got downstairs and promptly chucked my water over the table in the living room. This meant I had to take everything off it, including the heavy glass top so the embroidery underneath could dry. Well done me.
I rang Emelda to discuss my next appointment with Andrew, but found out she’s on annual leave. Rats. I’ll try Christine, the appointments lady, again tomorrow. Then I wrote up a blog post, trying to ignore the apocalyptic light that’s been over us most of the day.
Lunch, then sat here crocheting a cowl most of the afternoon. Suddenly it was half past four and we had to go to the chiro for my rescheduled appointment. I knew it was going to be painful, but necessary. The muscles that go up either side of the spine had contracted so no wonder I’ve been in more agony than usual. Plus lying on my front on that floor has been bad for my neck so it was a generally unenjoyable visit.
I also spoke to a lymphoedema nurse because I’ve not been able to wear my compression garment today because it has made the skin on my elbow raw due to it being so tight. Going to try another brand. Why is nothing ever simple?
The 17th of October.
This is exhausting. I think last night was better? The cough has been pretty similar today – I’m still bringing up phlegm the same colour as before so I emailed Dr. Thompson again. Today is the last day of the co-amoxiclav, and the last sputum sample I gave was essentially spit so obviously it hasn’t grown anything. Anyway, he wants to leave it a few days and we’ll see how I am.
Spoke to St. Giles again and they want me to have a made-to-measure sleeve, so I’m being measured for that on Thursday. Also spoke to Mr. Titley’s secretary because I haven’t had my letter about Tuesday yet. She said one has been sent, but if it doesn’t arrive by Thursday I’ll be ringing her back. I do need to know what time to turn up etc. This cough better have fucked off by then too or we’ll be in trouble.
I spent my afternoon watching stuff on Now TV and crocheting the cowl. It’s finished now. I watched the Nashville concert at the Royal Albert Hall and got emotional at Stand Up because it reminds me of Dean. I miss my friend.