ANOTHER FIRST

I went to meet my friend Marilyn in Peterborough today.  This is the first time I have been anywhere other than my local supermarket with the wheelchair on my own.  It went very well.  I spent the last two hours on my own going around the shops.  The only time I felt vulnerable was having to go down into the basement to use the toilet.  It crossed my mind that if anybody wanted to take advantage of my situation this is where they could.

I bought myself a nice pair of rimless frames as I'm getting my eyes tested tomorrow because my prescription has changed-again!  I also bought a pair of prescription goggles for swimming.  They are quite amazing, I was really surprised at how well I can see through them.  Much better than having to put contact lenses in every morning.

It has rained on and off today but has done little to make it feel cooler.  In fact it made it more humid.  Even the dogs just lays about not wanting to do anything.

I am getting much better at using this voice dictation software.  It does make errors, which I have to correct, but it is still far better than my typing and less time-consuming.

OLD BAG

To day has been very nice. Quiet. No swimming. I had thought to go but John thought that even with a rubber glove on my burned hand, it would get wet and he also thought I should rest this week. So I did as was suggested. For today at least. This is quite a bore trying to remember to not get it wet. It is my right hand so I do EVERYTHING ( yes, even THAT, so keeping clean is not easy) with it. My own stupid fault. My hands have been crap for a long time now and I know I can’t lift anything heavy, especially not a pot of very hot liquid. My hand actually looks fine, with my middle finger a little red but my index raw and bloody looking. Well covered up and i managed to repeat the method of yesterday when wrapping it back up so I could knit with no problems.

My dear friend Marilyn, old bag, came to see me today and brought me some beautiful flowers. I don’t know that they are but they are pretty. White trumpet type heads with red/pink shot through with those long stamen things in the middle of the heads. Maybe lilies? I had been thinking of her all weekend as I had not heard for a while so when she called today to say she would pop over on her way home, I was not really surprised. Marilyn is lovely. Funny, kind, caring, not at all up herself, benign.

I stopped knitting my aran and washed what I had done so far. I now know I need fewer stitches. Yes doing this takes time but so much better than knitting a whole aran on 2.75mm needles only to find it is too large or too small.