… here I am, on Day One of my second period of rehabilitation, and I hope that I can keep going for longer this time than I did last time.
I had a nice, warm and comfy bed but something of a disturbed night. Not with pain in the arm of course but with just general restlessness and having to nip to the bathroom a couple of times. And the alarm took me totally by surprise too – it’s been a long time since I’ve heard that of course – but I had to set it as the visiting nurse is coming round sometime between 08:00 and 09:00 so I need to be up.
A leisurely breakfast and then, with it being Saturday, a pile of football on the television. That about sums up my day today. And I did enjoy having a good laugh at Chelsea. I can’t help it because it’s really nice to see, for once, a smaller club getting the “rub of the green” against a multi-million pound outfit.
As for food, while I was in hospital I had spent most of my time imagining all different kinds of meals, one of which was vegan cheese on toast with tomato rings on top. So when Liz asked me what I would like for lunch, then considering that the mobile boulanger had just passed by, there could only be one answer to that question. And it was delicious too.
For tea, Liz made the long-awaited vegan curry. We’ve tried to have this for the last couple of weekends but each time, a crisis (like me going into hospital) has intervened. The French have a saying Jamais deux sans trois – or “never two without a third”, whereas the British say exactly the opposite with “third time lucky”. This time, we were lucky and it was beautiful too.
Furthermore, there’s enough left over for tomorrow and as we all know, spicy food always tastes better the second day.
