The Continuing Story of Town House Ian

From http://ianrstewart.blogspot.com/

Well, you couldn't call me Bungalow Bill, could you? (Apologies to my younger readers for this obscure 60's reference).

Yes, I'm working from home again - 2 days in a working week is enough for any man surely? It was Aberdeen on Monday - Jo took me in early and Ross picked me up early afternoon - I had 2 late afternoon appointments at our Medical Practice. First of all, Dr. Doug Smith to look at the sun-damaged blotch on my nose. I'd had it looked at a few years ago and was told it was benign and the specialist had just given me some cream to lighten the dark brown colouring, but the anaesthetist at Albyn had made a point of telling Jo I needed to get it looked at again - hence this appointment.

Dr. Smith examined it and said there were now 2 levels to it - and he gave them both names, but, for the life of me, I can't remember what they were. Anyway, he said he could just freeze it now if I wanted? OK, I said - go ahead - and he put the eye masks on me and gave my nose 2 blasts - and that, apparently, is that. I go back in a few weeks for him to look at it again, but so far no noticeable effects.

Then it was the Nurse's turn - knee stitches out. Five of them were OK, but one of them on my sore right knee was a bit deeper and blood started flowing when she took the stitch out. She put butterfly stitches on and told me to leave them for a few days until they fell off.

That was Monday - on Tuesday morning it was back to the physio, and she was a little alarmed at the way I walked in, and, initially, she was going to call the hospital and have the surgeon look at my right knee again. However, after a while, we got the knee moving a bit and she seemed a bit happier with it. I told her about the severe pain I was getting when trying to move the joint and she did say it was still pretty swollen and raw and I had to be careful about not "loading" the knee - but I had to keep trying to move it.

From there, it was up to Fraserburgh - we had some Norwegian visitors. I got a lift up with Francis Clark and Ross picked me up at the Old Mill at 5pm - a full day's work!

I forgot to say I was out for dinner with these Norwegians at the Marcliffe on Monday night - and lovely it was too. Jo demanded a full description of what we'd had to eat when I got home - poor girl was envious!

Oh - I finished my Hunter S Thompson book - it was pretty interesting - he was a real cowboy, pushing the political, ethical, moral and legal boundaries - but he could write, and it was fairly entertaining in places. I've now started to read a short golf book I was given - Four Iron in the Sole, by Glaswegian Lawrence Donegan. It's about a year he spent acting as temporary caddy to a jouneyman pro golfer. I've an awful feeling I've read it before, but I'll carry on with it for a while yet - it's pretty funny - if you like golf, that is.

So that's been my week so far - a bit better, but still a long way to go. Hope you're all having a good time - let's hear from you.