29 December 2009
Tuesday, geriatric golf day. Frankly too cold, with sleet and snow threatening, for me to spend three hours wandering round the golf course. History. The prospect was enough to keep me in bed listening to the test match in South Africa where England have acquitted themselves well, declaring with a lead of 232 and ending the day early, bad light having stopped play, having taken six South African wickets for 76, leaving South Africa trailing by 154.
30 December 2009
A handsome win by England in the Test match against South Africa, by an innings and 98 runs, one of the best result since winning the Ashes.
The good Dr Michael arrived mid-morning from Ireland and joined me, Roger Goodwin and Paul Newman at the Axe & Compasses for a most enjoyable lunch.
New Year’s Eve 2009
Michael left early this morning to spend the New Year’s Eve celebration with his family in Sweden. A brief but happy visit.
A visit to Addenbrooke’s Hospital this morning for a fitting for lycra gloves. It seems that they have no experience in trying out these ‘second skin’ gloves for MND patients. It will certainly be interesting, both for the hospital and for me, to see if they do any good. I go for a fitting on 21 January.
I received a report from Papworth Hospital today following my visit on 7 December.
Basically all seems well and there is no evidence that there is any bulbar (throat) involvement in this stage. There was a slight concern over my overnight oxygen saturation, measured on the Oxyimeter, Â which they will check again on 29 March when they say that they should then be more certain of my trajectory.
Today, was a red letter day for my blog when it passed the 150,000 hits mark, this despite, being still horribly out of date with the last entry, in effect, being 28 November but, as I said earlier, all the information is with Richard, Â so hopefully it will be updated very soon.
Alice and I are very boring about New Year’s Eve. Unless we are invited to a party we tend to treat it like most other evening, perhaps spoiling me with a glass of champagne, otherwise reasonably early to bed as usual.
Mark Cato
