I was all set to go to the CF to wait for the kitchen to be delivered on Friday morning when I got a text which said that I was a ‘pm’ delivery. This didn’t please me because a pm delivery could mean that I wouldn’t be able to go to the hospital with Phil but there was nothing I could do. As I was ready to leave home, I decided instead to go to the gym but when I got there I was anxious about the kitchen delivery so I just had a swim and a steam. After the gym, it was Asda as usual then back home to clean out the cupboards. I had just to enough to throw a Jalfrezi curry in together in the slow cooker and was just going out of the door to exchange cars with Phil when the kitchen couriers called to say they would be delivering at the flat between 12pm and 12.15pm. I went straight there.
Sure enough, the delivery arrived at just after twelve but unfortunately it arrived on a pallet and the delivery man said he wasn’t insured to take the boxes up the stairs. This was a bummer and I had to separate the boxes so I could get them upstairs. I struggled with the big base units because they were really heavy and in the end the delivery driver carried them up for me. He had no choice really because the hall in the CF flat is small and the boxes meant that the front door wouldn’t close. Nightmare but we got it all up all bar the integrated oven which I could only get to half way up the stairs. I signed the sheet for the driver, checked it after he’d left and then went home. I should have stayed and painted but I only had 2 hours and I just wasn’t in the mood.
Phil’s zapping on Friday went well. We arrived about 20 minutes early for his 4.30 appointment; we got a parking space and were very surprised to find the Luke unit virtually empty when we walked in. A big change from the day before when the waiting room was choc-a-block with some very unhappy people, moaning about the delays. Phil was lucky and got into be zapped as soon as we arrived. Whilst he was being treated I got talking a guy who also was being treated for PC. He was in his 4th week of treatment and was experiencing some side effects in the toilet department. Of course I wanted to ask him about these problems but even I can’t ask toilet questions with someone I have only just met. I also got talking to the receptionist who can be a little on the grumpy side. I have a feeling that by the end of Phil’s treatment I shall be friends with all of the staff and patients.
Saturday was a busy day with an early start. We were in B&Q’s at quarter past seven buying plywood for the kitchen floor and then at the flat at 8am. I phoned Sue when we got there because once again she’d offered to help. She says its good occupational therapy for her and plus she likes to keep busy but I’m not so sure. She works just as hard as me and we hardly stop for breaks. And Saturday was no exception; Phil grouted the kitchen floor, cut the plywood to size and built up all of the kitchen base units. Sue & glossed the hall rail, the skirting boards and finished off the doors. We went for lunch at the Tawny Owl, we had planned on going to The Beacon in Bletchley but then Phil found a £5 off voucher at the Tawny so we went there. Amazingly the sun came out and we were able to eat our lunch outside.
After lunch it was back to the CF for another couple of hours although it wasn’t as intensive as the morning. Harriet came round to see how works were progressing and we packed up for the day at 4pm. The plan was to go round and finish up at the OB flat but we both had enough so it was straight back home for a shower and some serious slobbing. I was back to work on Sunday though and we started at the OB flat. Phil screwed the aluminium in the kitchen doorway and I got stuck into chopping down the bushes in the front driveway. Really this is the council’s job but once I started, I couldn’t stop and ended up filling 2 green wheelie bins.
It was too early to start making a noise with the doors so we went round to the CF. Phil put together the corner units and scraped the walls; I did a couple of trips to the dump and went to B&Q in Bletchley to buy some more paints. We finished up at 11am and then went back to the OB flat to plain the doors. This didn’t take as long as I expected and after all the doors were rehung we packed the car with tools at midday and went to the Ship Ashore for lunch. I don’t know why we had lunch out because I had a stack of food in the fridge but never mind I guess it saved me cooking.
We had a lovely afternoon yesterday; Phil watched the Grand Prix and I sunbathed in the garden. I read all of the Sunday papers and just chilled which made a nice change. Actually it was a little too hot for me and I had to keep going inside. Phil enjoyed himself too and I was glad at least he had half a day of relaxation. Mind you, not that it’s so important now as he was told on Friday he was given notice at his contract and will be finishing work this Friday. Phil would have liked to carry on working to get some more cash but actually I am pleased in a way that he is finished. We don’t know how he is going to be feeling a couple of weeks into treatment and at least if he’s at home he can rest. Right now I need to post and get going. I have been up since before 5am and I am running behind schedule.
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