We had a quiet Sunday, after our trip to Melbourne the day before, and decided we would ask Leanne if we could visit on Saturdays in the future as we then would have a potential rest day before getting stuck into weekday activities. The rain held off and we were able to visit the Daylesford Market, before settling in with the weekend papers, tea & toast.
In the afternoon, I spent a couple of hours sorting out all my wool. Our friend, Kathy Lazzaro, had given me two big bags to add to my collection, and Wes brought inside the big plastic container on wheels that holds it all. I sorted everything into colours and plys, and made some sensible decisions about what was too small in quantity to keep. Anything I couldn't use, I gave to the Salvos shop the next morning, and they were most grateful.
On Monday, after shopping, we got stuck into our bathrooms as it was the first Monday of the month & time for serious cleaning. It took us each about an hour, and the bathrooms were so clean & shiny, we didn't want to use them! When I visited the pharmacy to collect our medications, I discovered we had reached our safety net, which is always a thrill.
This very late pink camellia has just flowered in Lewis's garden
Wes was pleased to be able to work in the front garden on Tuesday, even though we did get a few drops of rain. He weeded, trimmed and cleaned up much of the area, and, as always, it looks so much better. Meanwhile, I did local chores and delivered Epicures to Nick & Robyn in Porcupine Ridge.
Finally, on Wednesday, I had my first cataract operation. I am always anxious before anything like this & I'd had 5 weeks to perfect that feeling, and was trying very hard to occupy my mind with other things. We arrived at 9.15am, 15 minutes early, to Ballarat Day Procedure Centre, and joined about 8 or 9 others in the waiting room. I asked Wes to stay with me, and I'm glad he did, as I was last cab off the rank, even later arrivals preceded me, and I wasn't called until 10.30am. Apart from that, everything went smoothly, and Dr David told me the operation had gone very successfully.
I had my fingers crossed for a cup of tea, and was delighted when that was on offer, as I had brought a Jasmine teabag. I was also given 4 points of salad sandwiches, which were very welcome at 12.15pm. Wes joined me in the Recovery Room - apart from going to Golden Nugget Bakery to buy vanilla slices, he had stayed in the waiting room, and when he was rung to collect me, he was only a minute away.
Powercor had decided to do some very important works in our neck of the woods that day and we were advised that we would be without power from 9am to 3pm. I don't know what time it was turned off, but it was still off at 1.15pm when we weaved our way through umpteen huge trucks to reach home. At 2.30pm, the power came back on & we gratefully demolished hot drinks & vanilla slices, as it went off again 30 minutes later. Power was finally restored for good after another 40 minutes.
I had gone straight to bed, as I was finding myself a bit wobbly with the eye patch. This item was quite a disappointment - I had hoped to look like a pirate king, but it was white and very uninteresting. No-one got much sleep as I tossed & turned that night, as I couldn't get comfortable, and it was a big relief to remove the patch the next morning, even though I was then wobbly again. Wes has mastered the art of giving the eye drops, and we have set alarms during the day to make sure we don't miss.
Wes very kindly started the Old Friends Zoom with Kathy Lazzaro on Thursday morning, and, after a quick chat, made her host. He had earlier shared a good Zoom with Paul Jackson in Oxfordshire. He then found the energy to do some mowing & whipper-snippering in the back garden, before driving to Trentham to catch up with Bob White over coffee in his favourite café, Eric's.
That night I got a good sleep, and my boys had a better night as a result. I woke feeling so much better, still wobbly, as my body adjusts from the anaesthetic and change of vision, but definitely improved. Instead of Zooming with Leanne, we chatted on the phone, as she was very concerned about how I was coping & my anxiety levels.
Yesterday was dog bathing morning and I washed all Morse's bedding, much to his disgust. He and Wes had enjoyed a good walk around Daylesford Cemetery, where Morse had chased bunnies to his heart's content. We had a very quiet day, as I was slightly improved, but still tired, and an afternoon watching AFLW games & Caulfield Guineas beckoned. We managed to turn $24 into $40 over the four main races, and we'll reinvest this Saturday during the Caulfield Cup meeting.
Morse drying in the sun
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