Not a good week…
We didn’t have too good a week last week, hence no blogging.
Ed is still waiting to hear about his aortic aneurysm repair, so we practically sit on the phone, and race to the door when the post drops on the mat. Hasn’t made any difference, though. We still haven’t heard a word from the hospital for over a fortnight now. We’re pretty sure Ed had the last of his pre-op tests two weeks ago, but we don’t know how they’re going to approach the repair or when it will be. Somewhat worrying for both of us.
However, he heard today that some wards at the hospital have been closed because of infection, so perhaps it’s just as well he’s not in there yet. There’s always a silver lining.
Ed has given up golf now until next March, when hopefully he’ll be feeling much fitter having got through the op OK.
Just to cap it all, I had two teeth out. One was a wisdom tooth which had broken, so there was almost no tooth for the dentist to get hold of. She had such a job to shift it that my lower jaw performed all sorts of ugly gyrations, and hasn’t been the same since.
Oh well. the weather is glorious and no doubt all will work out fine in the end. That’s what we’re hoping, anyway.