Today my wife and I are going to Stalham so that she can measure up for replacement seat covers on a boat, so that she can provide a quotation. While we are over that way we are going to take the new marine battery (that I purchased last week) to our boat at Wayford Bridge, and also pop in to see my mum – three birds, one stone!
My wife busies herself with a tape measure while I sit and chat to the boat owner. 20 minutes later we are finished – tape measure and fabric samples back in the car, and we are on our way to Wayford Bridge. I carry the new battery onto our boat and connect it up, then I leave my wife cleaning and tidying (she has a nasty Summer cold that she doesn’t want to pass on) while I drive the couple of miles back to Stalham to visit my mum and younger brother. Mum has advanced Parkinson’s and recently had a short spell in hospital for reasons not yet determined (so officially logged as a “Parkinson’s related incident”). She is looking quite well today, but we have the usual communication problems – her voice is scarcely more than a whisper, and I’m a little hard of hearing, so there are cries of “pardon?” and “say that again” from me, and looks of exasperation from my mother. I feel that my voice is weak and husky, but my brother thinks I sound fine, so perhaps it is just my perception that my voice is weak… I must say that it sounds quite indistinct to me at times, and I do find it an effort to speak at a volume that people can hear. Hopefully that will be changed when I have my next DBS tune-up at the NHNN. Other than my voice, my symptoms seem well controlled today – all of them still present and correct, but nothing that is unbearable!