Wednesday …

The first two weeks of June here weather, has if anything been less than flaming!!!(it’s a Brit thing folks). In fact as my dear old mum would have said in this situation “it was an absolute washout!” and she would have been right… (As you know British folk just love a good old fashioned moan about anything, We like most excessively to moan about the weather!!!…And this summer everyones had some cause…it had rained almost consistently for over two weeks, those rare intervals when it didn’t rain quite so much, The skies remained a nice shade of uniform Grey, with assorted temperatures all well below average..So not only now did we have plenty of weather to discuss…there was the added bonus question going around, did one break down and put the heating on?,(“for it’s June they all vociferated!!! “) I know quite a lot did in the end, it and hang that the consequences…I on the other hand shivered, it’s cheaper and supposed to burn those calories not sure I’m seeing the evidence though…maybe that’s the KitKats huh?….

But if I’m honest and this won’t be one of the most popular opinions..I was actually quite enjoying the cooler spells of weather, during the day I could comfortably get things achieved without breaking into a sweat, then theres living on the ground floor meaning you can’t keep your windows open at night, lower temps meant I was actually sleeping somewhat….Wednesday I was due to go on one of my rare jaunts, well it wasn’t exactly a jaunt per se …more like Debbie forcing me out the door and locking it firmly behind me, then hiding my keys down the bottom of my bag…Wednesday also decided that it would wait until we were driving along chatting merrily and oh by the way…here’s summer!!!!!, And it was just like that…from cold to baking your ass off in 60 seconds….don’t you just love Britain….?😁.

I had been booked in for an appointment at a physio by my GP, It’s not the first and I’m sure not the last either,. I admit I never look forward eagerly to these occasions…if anything It felt more like Debbie was going to suddenly produce a blindfold from out of her handbag before marching me off to greet the local hangman at the gallows….not that I’m implying Debbie has such a thing as a blindfold hidden in the depths of her bag or we have a local hangman…not sure what thought is more intriguing actually? 😁😁😁😁😁.

Debbie uses bribery shamelessly in the end, tantalizingly dangling a visit to the garden centre if I behave, I do try!!! …Sulking and scuffing my feet I agreed…The appointment was a drive of just over ten minutes, the sun by now at full beam ahead, Gas mark 250 for 30minutes or until bright red and fractious whichever comes first… I had gone to great lengths before leaving that day, to shower, deodorize, and spritz liberally in clouds of perfume, wanting to create a good first impression….I had even dug out my shaver the night previous from beneath the draw clutter to weed wack my legs, it was either that or do it in dreads…coulda worked😁, But all my ministrations were to no avail in the end, ten minutes sat in the airfryer Mobil and I was done to crisp.

By the time we arrive in the small car park Neither myself or Debbie could wait to vacate the rapidly heating car, we are equally grateful to step into darkened waiting room, where it’s cool and almost empty,. We don’t wait long either, by the time Jesse has bellowed at Alexa to stop!!!! For the third time in phone land..causing a few strange glances our way, a door opens off somewhere to the side, and a man materialises from the gloom, I think he’s calling my name, I’m unsure so go with him to be on the safe side😁, I don’t normally follow strangers about honestly…once we had established he was indeed my physio, the introduction begin..I think he said his name was Neville, Norris or Nigel or something beginning with N anyhow probably none of the above, the poor guy had allergies and sounded very bunged up so difficult to make out….

I was asked to do the usual gymnastics, ….what’s that can I sit up and beg?…do you have treats then I look up suddenly all hopeful????…ohhhh you mean can I stand on one leg?….erm depends..actually no!!! Not if you want me to remain upright, . Can wretch up?….yeahhhh I say somewhat dubiously but id rather not right now if it’s all the same….ohhhhh reach up..you me reach up…no being only 5″ 2 reaching anything taller than me isn’t gonna happen…..he sighs,,, then asks me to lay on the couch…which I do. That tissue stuff never stays put does it..as I ungainly clamber up, the tissue thing moves to the side pulling the whole roll down onto the floor…I can see he’s not amused and bends to retrieve it from under the couch …”oh well done” I exclaim impressed at once !!! “No problem there then”….he looks down at me somewhat impatiently.. “this is not about me”!….”well no but credit where it’s due though”…I get the side eye for my troubles.. So hush instantly.

He then flexes his fingers and says is it ok if I check out the Bees…I thought this a bit odd I must admit…but being a champion of our great British Bees in all for it!, I’m getting ready to clamber off the couch to go with him to hopefully see where their keeping the Bees, when a hand grabs my arm…Stay put he mouths loudly drawing out each word slowly….I think awww he is bunged up his having difficulty hearing me….so speak louder….Ok DOCTOR Nnnnnnnn!!!….doctor!… He shakes his head makes a grab for me knee and begins squeezing it…pushing the kneecap over to the left as far as it will go….I’m still trying to find it since…Does this hurt????, No DOCTOR!!!!!, What about this he asks shoving my knee over to the right… Bloody Bugger I shoot up in the air…..oh that hurt us does it?, Well I dunno I mumble under my breath thinking he can’t hear…Your turn doctor let me have a go with your knee and we will find out….he laughs suddenly making me jump…poop!! he can hear me after all….

Things become more at ease after that, the ice now well and truly broken, more importantly though myself and Doctor Nigel,Norris, Norbert,Neville make ourselves understood finally,….I was put through my paces some more…I yell BYE DOCTOR!!! before leaving coming away with a list of exercises im to do daily, just when I thought I had escaped the dreaded P.E!!!…

Later on that same night with my knee ballooned up, my back feeling like it was about to break and I could barely move…I will call that a resounding success then..😁, a trip to the garden centre, then home sweet home, pain killers, coffee as i commiserate with myself with large slice of cake, and finishing of my latest read…let’s hope that’s the end to it…think I’m banned from that surgery for some reason….you all take care folks and enjoy your weekend ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤