Last Sunday I thought I wasn't going to be able to get our of bed as the pain was so bad. I've always got pain but this was something completely new. Oral painkillers and gel and two walking sticks got me to the loo and my chair. Monday and Tuesday were equally bad. Wednesday I had a delivery from Sainsbury and had to ask the man to transfer everything into bags so that Annie-the-home-enhancer could deal with them. He was so lovely that I burst into tears! Annie arrived just as he was leaving and he told her he was sorry he couldn't give me a hug.
Annie was wonderful and insisted I went to the doctor so I made an appointment. Off we went (after she'd cleaned the house and sorted me out!) and I struggled into our local health centre, I saw a lovely new doctor who was so concerned that he fetched a wheelchair and pushed me out to Annie's car after he had checked me over and decided that I needed to go to A & E. Annie was way over the hours I pay her for but she insisted she would take me to the hospital and she came in with me as wheelchair pusher. (I was allowed an assistant even under covid regulations.) It has been decided that I need a knee replacement urgently, (although urgent is problematic under present conditions) so I have now come home with lots of pain relief until this can be sorted.
Annie has five children so someone had been caring for them while she was looking after me. That someone was the wonderful Lizzie.
I was supposed to be leading a service on zoom but Revd Eileen sorted that,
A neighbour came around as soon as I got home and others have been (or phoned) since. Jack is coming in the next few days and no doubt he will sort me out!
Various friends have come up with a wheelchair, a smaller walking frame for use indoors, two cushions to protect against pressure sores and a raised toilet seat.
And a chocolate hen.
There is so much kindness in our world.
And such a lot of it comes my way.