Well, now it's Sunday evening, actually! I had just opened this post when Caroline, newly returned from Edinburgh, brought in kir and nibbles so that put paid to writing. After roast lamb we sat in the garden where it was cooler than in the house to enjoy our chocolate ice cream. It is the first time this summer that it's been possible to do this, warm with a gentle breeze and bright afternoon fading into the crepuscular light of evening. (left post at this point due to fatigue!).
Now it's 11.30 on Monday morning. Weather dull. Had a good night with Nippy, but there's still some way to go before I'm totally comfortable with it. Audrey's been and gone, Christine has just picked up Monica to take her to Maidstone. This is the last week of her treatment - hurrah! So for a few minutes I'm home alone giving me the opportunity to catch up on the blog.
The weekend was very hot with the car thermometer showing 32 when we went to the FoodHall with Mary on Saturday. I was pushed around in the wheelchair again. I really hop that the powerchair arrives this week, but after the pillow lift disappointment last week I'm not holding my breath, although that is something I can still do! Apart from shopping we spent most of the weekend trying to keep cool.
We discussed the judgement that resulted in stroke victim Tony Nicklinson being denied assistance to end his life after 7 years of being 'locked in', and the view blogged by ALS suffering artist Sarah Ezekiel who argued powerfully for the status quo. There is a clear difference in Tony's case, but it is not an excuse to change the law given all the potential abuse it could be heir to. He needs the robotic means to deliver the fatal dose that he could control with his eye movement.
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