Today was the day of my ‘procedure’. I had to be at the clinic before 8am so I planned on leaving the house no later than 7.3oam.
After I’d done a day’s work in an hour by making beds, putting the dogs outside, washing the kitchen floor, emptying the dishwasher, putting on a load of washing, tidying the kitchen, searching for uniforms, packing swimming gear, making lunch boxes, preparing breakfast and spending no more than 15-minutes washing my hair, getting dressed and applying make-up, I was ready to begin my day.
I walked out the front gate feeling relieved to be running on time, unlocked my car that was parked on the nature strip and started the engine. I turned around to fasten my seatbelt and noticed I was missing a window. And it came as a bit of a shock. I sat there staring at the broken glass as if paralysed.
What to do.
Then a young chap wielding a whipper-sniper came up to me saying, ‘Is that your car?’
‘Yes, it is’.
‘I think I broke your window. I was just doing the edges of the nature-strip and something like a rock flew up and broke your window’.
‘Right; I see’.
‘I’ve got insurance if you want to swap details’. Yes, I very much wanted to swap details but I was now running late for my appointment and now I had no transport.
What to do.
I phoned Drew who came out of his coma and hurried outside. He said he would walk to work and I could have his car so off I went to my appointment and I was only 10-minutes late. Not bad.
And now my car is sitting there waiting to be repaired and I do hope his insurance company is into being speedy – I do need my car, especially in December. I do have to say I was very relieved the young chap was of good character and honest enough to confess to being responsible for the damage. Not everyone is of his ilk.
And as for that ‘procedure’, the specialist says I have some ‘venous incompetence’. Just a wee bit of a genetic flaw. So today I’ve had ‘sclerotherapy and ligation’ on my left leg and next week the right leg will get the same treatment. For 14 days post-procedure you have to wear thick beige support stockings 24/7 – you can’t even take them off for a shower!
And I’ve chosen to have this done in summer. So in a few minutes I’m heading out to the shops (and I’ll be on-foot because I can’t drive my car), to buy some maxi-dresses to cover the stockings and help keep me cool.