Deb had a reminder on Facebook this morning that it was my Happy Hippy Birthday. Yes, it was six years today that I had my hip replacement in the Hereford Hospital.
It has been so long, that I have forgotten just how much pain I was suffering before the hip was changed. It was from waking up through to bedtime, and it was such a saga to convince the surgeons that I had a problem.
Six years on, and I walk freely with no aches or pain from my right hip. Sadly the left knee is not so pain free, and although better since the latest set of pills, I cannot ignore the shooting pains as I stand, or sit, and the stabbing when I walk down hills or stairs.
Even if the surgeons here in Cornwall decided I could do with a new knee, I suspect the waiting time now would be calculated in years rather than months.
Anyway, that’s enough about my arthritic joints.
We had a real surprise on Monday. The pair of us ordered our prescriptions online at about 10:00 in the morning, and they were delivered by early afternoon. I had serious concerns that we had been given the wrong person’s medicines, but no, it really was ours.
… well done to Portscatho surgery and pharmacists, plus the volunteers delivering the drugs to our door.
At the weekend, I noticed our Hard Drive TV recorder was having a problem. As stupid as it appeared, the electronic guide would not let us see anything on BBC 1 and 2. After many attempts to reset it – turning it off and on – it was obvious that there was a strange software problem.
This box of tricks was bought perhaps 10 years ago, and was the most expensive piece of electronics I have ever purchased. It has allowed us to record two programmes at the same time, allow us to skip adverts, and also played DVDs.
Well, we decided the machine had been very good value, and I was tasked to find a replacement. That took almost two days to convince myself that the old one really was broken, and to overcome the high blood pressure at the thought of spending major money.
Tuesday afternoon, I clicked the button on Amazon to buy an almost identical machine (without faults) and it was much less expensive than the old one, as I had not bothered getting the version that could also record DVDs.
The order confirmation said it would be delivered on Wednesday, but yesterday just after lunch, the doorbell range, and my new toy had been arrived.
… well done Amazon
Deb and I celebrated by having a decent walk, that took us down into the valley rather than around the village. The rain we have been enduring for several days, has made the ground damp, and the grass to begin growing again. We saw a couple of the familiar local horses in the fields by the lane, plus chickens, ducks, sheep, and dogs. On the hills on the other side of the valley was a field with black and white cows, but next to them was about half a dozen light brown Charolais cows, three calves, and a magnificent bull watching over his family.
Back home after the walk, I opened my parcel, and prepared to swop the machine for the old one.
Of course there is a twist to the tale.
… before I switched off the old machine, I discovered the programme guide was now working properly.
There were a few minutes dithering about wrapping up the new one and returning it, but after a discussion with Deb, we decided it could well go wrong again, so the new one was plugged in.
The new machine (Panasonic) was very similar physically, and with almost identical operating functions. There are a few extra little features, and some of the remote control buttons are different, but I was quickly in charge. I had it tuned with the incoming channels, connected it to the internet, and was flicking between channels to watch. I finished the playtime by setting it to record a couple of our favoured programmes, and then celebrated with a bath.
This morning (Wednesday) we have the now familiar cloudy start to the day, and a warning that we could have thunder storms later. It is difficult to forget what a wonderful few weeks warm and sunny weather we have had recently.
I am sure it will come back again soon.
We have no plans to go out today because of the weather, and we have shopping being delivered this afternoon. In the meantime, I might turn my thoughts to the idea of attempting of creating an audio version of one of my books. There seems to be a growing market for audio books. Unfortunately to have a professional voice actor to create the sound track will costs hundreds of pounds, and my royalties are less than that for a year.
Hence I am experimenting by recording myself reading the book. However, there is a problem. The local air-force of rooks have recently decided to congregate on the field across the valley from us, and seemingly counting the blades of grass. They also appear to be counting the blades out loud, and their noise is unbelievable, and never stops during the daylight.
Creating an audio book is proving difficult, as rooks do not appear in any of my books. Perhaps I should try to create an audio version of Alfred Hitchcock’s book called ‘The Birds’.
Look after yourselves everyone.