Sunday, 8 November 2009

I spent the morning shifting hundreds of books around the house, working solidly from 9am to 1pm. They are all very neatly packed in the study, mainly underneath my mothers dining room table. I moved various items of furniture around but it is depressing to see how much more needs to be done and how slow progress is. Getting the new dining room table out of the living room is proving a problem, I can't recall how I got it in there thirty six years ago. By 1pm when Iona called I was tired and had a blinding headache. Iona stayed for the best part of an hour before going off to collect Jon, who was exhausted after football, and going on to visit her mother.

After doing the shopping I had another go at moving the dining room table and failed again, I did not get to the Centre until after 5pm. Isobel had already eaten her tea and was just finishing a mug of tea. She was alert and did not seem at all tired. I had a long chat with the nurse, they are satisfied she has settled in well but would like to get her out of bed more. I will bring some trousers in for her. The recording for the incontinence assessment has been completed, they are just waiting for the formal agreement. I dropped off the last of Isobel's pants we had. I explained that I had advised Maidstone Hospital of the revised residential address for this Fridays ambulance but was awaiting confirmation from Dr Sadler's secretary. The nurse said that Maidstone Hospital usually operated a two hour lead time on ambulance transport, so it would probably arrive at about 9am; I will travel with Isobel. It was no surprise to be told Isobel was eating and drinking very well.

I again forgot to bring in the tray for the kalanchoe. Isobel had seen Jon and Iona earlier. There had also been another visitor who we eventually established had been Donna.

We discussed the problems with re-organising furniture in the house. I will 'photograph the chaos so that Isobel can have a good laugh at it. We ate a few chocolates. I left at about a quarter past seven, Isobel was watching "Time Team" on television.

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