A Funny Old Day

That woman (Blue Care RN) arrived just after lunch yesterday. Margaret usually hates her for no apparent reason but yesterday she was flavour of the month. She ran through Margaret's recent health episodes and was very caring. She examined Margaret swollen legs and checked her ribs, which are now nearly completely better.

On arrival she had, as previously agreed, allowed Louis to stay in the room on his lead and under control. She said nice things about Louis and I suspect with Margaret that if you don't love her dog you are nasty and if you do you are a friend. Anyway it will be another four weeks before the RN visits again.

After her departure I mentioned to Margaret that it was nice to see her getting on with the RN after months of dislike and to my surprise Margaret said that she had always liked her. She got quite annoyed when I said that this was not so, so I just shut up.

On another matter I was walking Louis, of his lead, through our forest walk when he disappeared in to the undergrowth where he rolled in some purtrifying body. By the time I got him out he was covered in a slimy black substance and stank. We were just finishing the walk when he jumped into a creek adjacent to the park and emerged with a green coating from the stagnant water in the creek. When we got home I tied him to our back veranda got the garden hose and dish washing liquid and gave him a good shower. It took some work to get him clean and smelling fresh. After drying him of he ran in doors and jumped on Margaret's bed. As he is clean at the moment I intend to give his coat a tidy up clipping in a few minutes.

Earlier Margaret had remembered that her friend J in Adelaide had a birthday coming up on the sixteenth and she hadn't got a card to send her. While I was out shopping I bought her one. Later I gave Margaret J's new address, she has just moved to an over 50s retirement complex. After going to bed Margaret got up and said that she had lost the card. She said she had written a message in it and put it in the envelope which she had addressed. I got up and there on the bed with only J's name on it was the sealed envelope. I showed this to Margaret who said it wasn't the card as she had addressed the correct one's envelope. I pointed out that there was only one card so Margaret ripped open the envelope to show me I was wrong and pulled out J's card with its message written inside. I got Margaret another envelope which she addressed and resealed the card inside and put on the chest of drawers before she got back into bed.

This morning she came out to tell me that she had lost the card once again. I went and showed her it on the chest of drawers and she said that it wasn't the correct card as she had written two. After carefully opening the resealable envelope I finally convinced her that there was only one card which I shall post later today.

It appears that Margaret's confusion is returning - another thing to look out for.