Saturday 26th
Yesterday included a small 'milestone' as I was due to have my stitches out. Had a feeling that all was not well, so went back to the Nuffield 'just in case'. Everything seemed fine afterwards, and we went home. Later we went shopping for clothes and food and then went for a walk. I was just changing out of my tee-shirt when I noticed something on it and thought I had split something. On closer inspection it was blood which had seeped through the dressing and reopened the wound. Luckily one of my piano pupils is a nurse, so while I sat very still in bed expecting all my insides to drain out, Lucy rang her for advice. Ten minutes later she cheerily knocked on the door as she does usually on a Monday evening, but this time came upstairs. I held my hands over my eyes while she gently prodded and poked and then bandaged me up similar to a nappy on a sumo wrestler. Am I down hearted? Yes, very,... but it meant I had an excuse to ask Graham to take me down the road to my favourite shop to cheer me up. There was just one ring that caught my eye and thought I'd try on, it must have been waiting for me...
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