… said before … "and on many occasions too" – ed … a good night’s sleep is the cure for all ills.
And so this morning, on awakening, I was feeling rather better than I was yesterday. And it kept on going for some considerable time too, something that surprised me.
Last night, though, I wasn’t well at all and fell asleep as soon as I’d finished my notes. And there I sat on the chair for a good half-hour, dead to the World before I awoke. Consequently, I was rather late going to bed.
Mind you, I managed to sleep right the way through until about 06:10, and I could, I suppose, have forced myself out of bed and had an early start. However, I decided to make the most of the extra twenty or so minutes in bed and lay there until the alarm went off.
It was, as usual, a struggle to leave the bed and to stagger into the bathroom; however, I had a good wash and a shave just in case I meet Emilie the Cute Consultant this afternoon at dialysis.
In the kitchen, I sorted out the medication and made my hot drink and then put into the fridge the vegan pie and the half-pizza that remained. They had been cooling overnight on the worktop.
Back in here, I had a listen to the dictaphone to find out where I’d been during the night.
Once more, I meet a girl whom I know but can’t think of who she is. This seems to be becoming a recurring feature too these days. However, the rest of the dream is rather surreal and obviously means something somewhere, but I’ve no idea what.
Isabelle the Nurse was early today, and she had time for a little chat. She’s off now for seven days and she’ll be working on her costume for Carnaval. I don’t want to know what it is though. I prefer to be surprised when she takes photos of herself and her float out in the parade.
After breakfast and my nice nut bread, I came back in here to do a few things and the rest of the morning, I spent doing my Welsh homework. It’s a shame that I won’t be at the lesson tomorrow but Paris calls.
My faithful cleaner turned up to apply my anaesthetic, and then I had to wait for the taxi.It was late arriving today, mainly due to there being a new driver who hasn’t been here before and so had lost the way.
Consequently, we were late arriving at dialysis.
It was the new girl who attended to me and in the end, she needed help to plug me in. I told her not to worry because we all have to learn somewhere and somehow. And then they left me alone.
Emilie the Cute Consultant came to see me, but she didn’t stay long. There wasn’t even time to tell her of all my problems, which was sad. However, I doubt if she would have been willing to soothe my fevered brow.
The taxi was late coming to pick me up too, but it can’t be helped. It was one of my favourite drivers so we had a nice chat all the way home.
My cleaner was there to help me into the apartment, and after she left, I came here to write up my notes. No food tonight though. With an 05:00 start and an 06:00 pickup for four or so hours on the road (and then four or so hours back) I’m going straight to bed when I’ve finished this.
But before I go, seeing as we have been talking about vacuums … "well, one of us has" – ed … a girl from Crewe was appearing on “Mastermind”.
One of the questions was "if someone made a sound and you were in a vacuum, would you hear the sound?"
She replied "would the vacuum be switched on?"
