Chapter 112 - The Truth & Anything But the Truth
My apologies to anyone who may have dusted off an old copy of "Murder on the Orient Express" as I did for bed-time reading. Unless my eyelids drooped at the pertinent part, I found no reference to green tea in that woeful plot. My, how who-dunnits have changed in 70 years! As she said, her friends comments, invalid as they were, prompted her to check on the impact of green tea, and large quantities at that, on her well-being. She wonders now whether she may try drinking a little green tea daily, but not before we head north next week to an embroidery conference, about which she has fears anyway without additional complications thrown in.
On Friday she showered & dressed herself. She complained of a "thick" head & a dull ache. Later in the morning she was shaky, her head was strange as if she had slept for a month. She did not go shopping with me when I went to buy food items to take with us to the fruity melodrama out at Spud Town that evening. A large coach collected us & friends at our village hall. We were relieved that she had no difficulty either entering or exiting the coach as she had doubted. She neither ate nor drank during the evening, and delayed her 7pm meds to help her cope with the trip home. I think this was a trial to see how she will adjust to the conference.
Laying in bed Saturday morning revealed more spiders on the ceiling. Large as a hand, many in number, blinking makes them go away. Afterwards she showered & dressed without much difficulty. Then she caused herself a case of "thick" back by doing some washing. The worst washing in my opinion, when I have to strip the beds, hang it all on the line, remove it all before evening dampness, then , should I remember, remake the beds well before bed-time around perhaps 11pm. One of my shudder horror experiences is to shuffle off wearily to a bare mattress needing sheets upon it.
For a couple of hours during the last few days I have given her a tutorial on using our digitising software. Apart from minor difficulties manipulating her track ball she coped well. I am hoping she will be able to stitch an ID badge for herself. Unfortunately, her laptop choked when we became enthused adding too many objects to the design. KISS.
This morning she needed help drying and dressing after a shower. A short time ago she returned to bed, asking me to wake her at 10am.
On Friday she showered & dressed herself. She complained of a "thick" head & a dull ache. Later in the morning she was shaky, her head was strange as if she had slept for a month. She did not go shopping with me when I went to buy food items to take with us to the fruity melodrama out at Spud Town that evening. A large coach collected us & friends at our village hall. We were relieved that she had no difficulty either entering or exiting the coach as she had doubted. She neither ate nor drank during the evening, and delayed her 7pm meds to help her cope with the trip home. I think this was a trial to see how she will adjust to the conference.
Laying in bed Saturday morning revealed more spiders on the ceiling. Large as a hand, many in number, blinking makes them go away. Afterwards she showered & dressed without much difficulty. Then she caused herself a case of "thick" back by doing some washing. The worst washing in my opinion, when I have to strip the beds, hang it all on the line, remove it all before evening dampness, then , should I remember, remake the beds well before bed-time around perhaps 11pm. One of my shudder horror experiences is to shuffle off wearily to a bare mattress needing sheets upon it.
For a couple of hours during the last few days I have given her a tutorial on using our digitising software. Apart from minor difficulties manipulating her track ball she coped well. I am hoping she will be able to stitch an ID badge for herself. Unfortunately, her laptop choked when we became enthused adding too many objects to the design. KISS.
This morning she needed help drying and dressing after a shower. A short time ago she returned to bed, asking me to wake her at 10am.
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