Wednesday. 7.05 a.m. I took out Alfie as usual and I was almost blown away when I stepped out into Strudwick Drive, around 6.25. It was really blowy and enough to sweep you off your feet.
Yesterday I completed the online course for Camphill, which included manual handling, infection control, safeguarding and more. It has taken several hours, and as you complete each section, you have to do an assessment and achieve at least 80% in order to pass and get certified. Fortunately, because I have done most of this sort of course on other occasions, I managed to pass, so I am now waiting for my birth certificate to arrive. Once that has arrived I should receive my DBS certificate and then be able to work at Camphill in the theatre workshop.
2.00 p.m. I've put my washing in to wash. (So, what else would you do with it? Oh, sarcasm!) I don't usually do mine on a Wednesday, but a change is as good as a holiday, as someone or other said. No sooner had I come back to my flat, than the heavens opened, and it began to rain. Quite hard, but it was only for a minute or so.
I have been wondering when I will get my annual flu jab. I looked on the Milton Keynes Central Medical Centre website, but no mention, but then I saw a text message on my phone, so I followed the link and I have to go to the surgery on Saturday morning to have it done. I did think that it should be no later than the end of October, otherwise it won't be of any use, the closer we get to the winter period when the chance of catching flu becomes more likely. It's just so easy to book online and I just walk into the surgery, register on the computer screen and wait my turn. I must say, this surgery is a good deal more efficient than the old one I was at, Ashfield, Medical Centre.
Friday. 11.00 a.m. I have had a cough for a while. I can't say I can accurately date when it started, but it can be really irritating and annoying. I bring up clear phlegm (sorry, not nice, but I have to describe it.) The cough can strike at any moment, totally out of the blue, often in the middle of the church, which is why I attempt to have either a water bottle or some sort of sweet to suck which helps relieve it. It struck during the quiz night last Friday, and no amount of drink would relieve it. So, this morning, I decided enough was enough and made an appointment at my doctor's surgery, Central Milton Keynes Medical Centre. I rang at 8.30, which is when the phone lines open. They now have a system whereby you press a key on your phone's keypad and this allows you to put down your phone, and when you eventually get to the front of the queue, you get a call from the surgery and then make your appointment. Such a good idea and saves having to hang onto the line for however long it takes to get to the front of the queue and then manage to speak. I got my appointment with one of the practice nurses, and it was for 9.30. I drove there and signed in and there were quite a few people in front of me and I could see them going through, and the digital board was showing people's names, and it was well past 9.30 when I eventually went into the nurse's room. He checked me out, blood pressure, heart rate and so on and there appeared to be nothing wrong there. In fact, I feel generally fine, except for this confounded cough. I thought it might be a side effect of my heart medication, particularly statins, but he didn't see it could be that, or even the beta blockers, which help with my heart rate. Instead, he suggested taking antihistamines, and not antibiotics, as it might be caused by a virus. So, I went into the branch of Boots, which is a short walk from the surgery and bought Piriton, which is usually taken if you have an allergy, such as during the hay fever season. I have taken the first tablet and will see if that improves things.
12.15 p.m. It's really quite sunny as I write this, but the wind is strong. It's what you might call typical autumn weather.
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