Friday Follow Up

Where has this week gone? I made my last post on Monday, and suddenly it's Friday! It has been a busy week one way and another, though. Dealing with all the health support arrangements connected with my condition is becoming a full time job in itself!
On Tuesday I went on-line to order a bio-bidet, which is an adaptation for the loo which has a washing and drying facility, and a long handled sponge to help with showering. As getting around safely in the wetroom is a priority I also ordered a couple of extra grab rails. We'll get Bash to fit these when he connects the bio-bidet. Later in the day my walking frames arrived. Two were delivered, one for each floor, and they certainly make moving around in the house feel secure. I leave one at the foot of the stairs and take straight to the other when I've completed my semi-crawl up the staircase. That reminds me that the second quote for the through floor lift still hasn't materialised.
Rose early on Wednesday as Speech Therapist, Helen, had arranged to join me at breakfast time to check on my swallowing; which turned out to be ok. We discussed several other things which will help with speaking and eating. Monica went into work but Mary brought George over at midday and we decided to go to Carluccio's for lunch. I drove as the mobility scooter was in the boot. The sun was shining, for a change! I had a seafood salad with a glass of Gavi, which was very tasty. We were back in good time for the visit of the guy who was coming to assess me for a wheelchair. By the time he arrived Monica was home and we spent a couple of hours chatting, as it turned out that his family and mine were neighbours when we were children. Anyhoo, he is arranging to supply a lightweight folding chair to take in the car, and also for a powered chair when needed in the future.
Early start on Thursday, too, because Occupational Therapist, Danielle, was due at 9 am. The upshot of this visit was the identification of the need for a chair to use in the shower and a perching stool to use when preparing food in the kitchen. 
The Taylors arrived before 12, and we all piled into their 7 seater Volvo then set off for Seasalter for lunch at The Sportsman. It was our first visit but well worth the journey. A simple, non-fussy venue with a pleasantly informal atmosphere serving excellent food which has earned it a Michelin Star. We were all agreed that it was quite the best meal we have eaten in some time.
Today got off to a slower start. Whilst showering I caught a bit of the reading, on Radio 4, of 'Letters to a Wayward Son', a humourous correspondence between an ageing father and his thirty something son, set in the late 80's/early 90's. One line in particular made me smile: 'Old age is full of surprises, most of them unpleasant. It is rather like being punished for a crime you haven't committed.' Sort of sums up how I feel about things sometimes.