Wednesdy 7th October. 6.10 a.m. Yesterday was another fine autumnal day, not too warm, but warm enough for me to continue wearing my shorts. Well, we may have moved officilly into autumn (Fall, if you're in America.) and I was waiting outside Dexter house, for the minibus to come and collect me for the drive to Wolverton, to be part of the Love Lunch. It takes around 40 minutes for the journey, collecting other members who attend. I will say one thing, and thst is, I would never want to drive the minibus, because I would more than likely get lost, although, driving around Milton Keynes, even if you do get lost, you can always go to the next roundabout and then start all over again. Although, with a satnave, it can make it considerably easier.
I am still attempting to get my prostate exam. I have attempted to fill in the on-line form, but I have not been shown which is the correct way to do this and got s further telling off, in a text message, so this morning I shall drive cross Milton Keynes and visit Central Milton Keynes Medicsl Centre and confron the receptionist, and hopefully get the appointment.
10.05 a.m. I have been to the medical centre and I have returned and I have an appointment at 4.10 p.m. Which means that after this prostate exam (and there's no need to explain how this is done, but it's fairly obvious.) so that I can get whatever medication is necessary to slow down the number of times I have to run to the loo.
Then, on returning to Dexter House, I discover that we now have a new S.H.O., permanent and, as far as I can gather, working part time with someone else. I did like Vashti, but it would appear she is no longer coming back, for whatever reason. Having been a carer, I know what the work entails, but this is not a nursing home or a residential home, which were the types of homes I used to work in, so there aren't peple living here with special needs, such as autism, epilepsy or any type of leqrning diaability. I can't tell you this new S.H.O's name, but I'm sure we will learn soon enough. Perhaps he will be at the Wednesday afternoon tea party this afternoon.
8.45 p. m. I had to go into the mini Boots chemists next door to the Medical centre, to get the prescription made up and it was too much of a coincidence that the pharmacist was having his break, so they couldn't make up the prescription, so I had to go and sit in my car for twenty minutes or so, which wasn't a problem, so by the time I went back into the Boots brnch, they had the prescription ready and I could drive home.
It turns out tht a couple of residents of Dextrer House are moving out, one, Hilary, who has been quite instrumentl in getting some vital things done, including the regulr tea party on a Wednesday afternoon, and Dorothy, who has probably been here the longest and was here when I first moved in. I must have mentioned a certain male renant, who made such a fuss about Alfie barking when I used to take him out in the early morning. He went behind my back, and had contacted the houing manager at county hall, because the first I heard about this issue, was when the then S.H.O came to my flqt, to infofmed me thqt, if I didn't keep Alfie under control, he would ened to be rehomed. I took great offense at this, because all of this was done without my knowledge. If there had been a problem (which there wasn't, because Alfie only barked first thing, and only for minute or two.) and had spoken to me direct, instead of going behind my back, it could have been resolved far quicker. But, some people think they canawield some power over others, by taking matters direct to those in authority.
