My internet friend Ash was invited to the chef's table for a steak and wine dinner last night- in Florida. We were invited to a roast chicken supper at Jackie's- and very nice it was too. But I didn't get to the Recorders Conference with Captain B as I was hoping to.
I think I was expecting 6 weeks to be a sort of magic marker - after which I would be up and about. But, while i have every hope that i will be out of my sling in a few days, the physio has told me to be half in half -wear it part time- or my shoulder will ache too much. On Thursday I start physio for the shoulder itself - to bring it back on-line. Which will,apparently, take another 6 weeks.
But i don't know when i will get back to the meetings, let alone the field service, The Captain still doesn't want me out unsupervised by him. I have put him through a lot of trauma these last weeks, We do medical appointments together, carefully supervised walks to the beach, and an occasional outing to Jackie - just round the corner - special chair for me - and i can manage the loo.
As for what is happening in the world - the violence on the streets of England daily -a refugee crisis that seems potentially worse than post WW2, with its displaced myriads, my dear aged father among them - and a new terror disease on the way - what can we do? Clearly politicians don't know, any more than the rest of us.
Today's thought for the day addresses it all, so i will add it..