It’s another grey and wet day in Southrepps, which is the perfect excuse for staying indoors and doing very little – not that I need an excuse… I do have some admin tasks to get out of the way, so I make a start on filling out some forms connected with my mother’s estate (that I was supposed to have done yesterday). I get bogged down with the complexity of the forms, and I really need to involve my two brothers, so I file the partially completed forms away for another day (possibly tomorrow).
I receive a phone call from the speech therapist that the Parkinson’s nurse referred me to – she has an appointment for me this Friday morning at 10am in Norwich, which will mean an early start (and also interferes with my weekly vlog; not complaining, just saying!). I’m relieved that I have an appointment at last, and hope they can help me with my eating problems – I do enjoy soup, but I’d like to get back to eating “normal” food without also biting my cheek, or lip, or tongue.
It stops raining long enough for the dog to take me for an afternoon walk, and then I light the fire and scan some documents in to my MacBook that my wife wanted me to scan in. A quick vacuuming of downstairs, and then I can relax with a little cannabis (to calm my left leg tremor, which is breaking through quite strongly, and lessen the muscular pain in my right arm).