That’s it, Wade is now officially radio-active for a few weeks. No cuddling of babies, no hugging pregnant women, no furry pussycats on laps…. Oldfangled girls like me are safe though!
The day before the operation, Wade was busy re-bedding a hatch – the only one which leaked in the torrential rains last week, which is quite remarkable. Why are you doing this now, I asked … His response was “If I cark it on the operating table, I want the boat to be perfect for you” … gee thanks Wadie! But when in the same breath he added «I hope I can go for a surf with Murray on Thursday» (2 days after the operation) I knew he really had lost it! There is optimism and then there is unrealistic expectations. I might add his doctor said a categorical no to playing in the ocean with 79 pin holes up his whatchamacallit, when he posed the question in the Recovery Room! Somebody had to talk some sense into my man!
Although relieved the procedure is done, Wade is not feeling the best and it is likely to get worse as the radiation takes effect. Yet as always he is positive and hopeful it will all be good. We think ourselves lucky to have got through this stage given the current health crisis.
The next two weeks will determine how soon we can depart. It all depends on Wade’s state as the radiation kicks in. But right now as we watch with concern the spread of the corona virus, we can’t help but feel that the sooner we can leave, the better. When it comes to social distancing, sailing away is our best option!
News from France
The news from France and Papa are very mixed. Although he is in a better place physically and intellectually, he is at the mercy of current world events as the corona virus creates havoc and countries take drastic measures to slow the spread of the pandemic. The French government has taken the extreme measure of putting all nursing care establishments in lock down. This means visits to patients are not permitted. So having managed to get Papa to live near his family in Toulouse, he now can’t see anyone! All we can do is communicate with him by phone, which is not always easy. It is all a bit sad and lonely for my old Dad who turns 88 today.
On the positive side, the hospital lock down provides some respite for my sister who was spending more time than reasonable with our Dad and feeling close to exhaustion. It forces him to find his bearings at the residence and not be so reliant on her.
Another question mark looms over an eventual return to France. Whether flying back and forth will be possible or indeed advisable when the time comes is another matter! In an environment where things are changing daily it is hard to know how the next weeks and months will evolve.
Look after yourselves, stay well, keep your distances and don’t hoard the toilet paper!