My son arrives tomorrow evening and my daughter is travelling here from York on Monday, so my wife wants to prepare things for their visit. Little things like making sure that the spare bedroom is accessible, having enough food in the kitchen to make some meals, stuff like that.
We plan to go food shopping in North Walsham as soon as the dog has had her walk, so I walk the dog while my wife is cleaning around the house. We are just about to go shopping when my wife receives an email about a mooring for our boat which sounds rather nice, so we elect to go and see the mooring first and then get the shopping on the way home.
The mooring is gorgeous. It’s probably the most secluded spot on the Norfolk Broads – totally hidden away half a mile up a private stretch of canal. There are just two drawbacks: access by car is difficult, and there is no water supply (which is a bit of a bummer if you want to have a shower and your water tank is running low). After much consideration and deliberation we decide against it – if I were a little fitter, or access was a little easier then it could have been a go-er, but there seems little point in going to the boat to chill out, when actually getting to the boat and transferring all of the paraphernalia associated with it will leave me exhausted. Talking of being exhausted, by the time we get to North Walsham to do the food shopping I am exhausted! We trundle around the supermarket with me using the shopping trolley as a means of support. I try changing my device to my Group ‘B’ settings to see if that makes a difference, but can’t honestly say that it does.
Home again, I walk the dog again and then sit quietly on the sofa. I’m fighting fatigue and apathy. I ask my wife if she’d like me to prepare dinner. “Do you feel up to it?” she asks. “Yes” I lie. I didn’t even manage to convince myself. My wife prepares the dinner. I go back to Group ‘A’ settings because dyskinesia is setting in on my right side again. I’m seriously looking forward to going back to hospital next Wednesday!