On it goes

Still it comes. It rained all day yesterday. If anything it seems even heavier today. There's just no let up. Needless to say the way to the greenhouse is once more flooded. The bog garden now extends pretty well across half the patio area. However it is nowhere near the house yet & that's the main thing. The garden will recover. I obviously did a good job when I re-planted the bog garden. All previously efforts have drowned but these plants seem to be really flourishing in this year's rains. 

The next thing I will do is update you on my hunt for a diagnosis for my abdominal pains. The doctor has decided that the next stage is another visit to the hospital to see someone with more specialised knowledge. He is inclined to suspect that I am right in my analysis & that Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS) is the most probable cause. In the meantime he's put me on a different antispasmodic, one specifically designed to treat IBS. It does seem more efficient. I've even had a couple of painfree days & nights, a chance to catch up on my sleep a bit. However, it hasn't solved the problem, though the character & frequency of the pain has reduced & altered. He also told me there is an 8 week waiting list for the hospital. I reckon that makes it December before anything more will be known. The waiting continues.
 
Yesterday a different home help came. Angie, our usual helper, is off as her youngest daughter went into labour during the night. Her daughter is only 17 & wants her mother there for support. Next week Angie herself is having a minor op so won't be working. In the meantime the care agency is sending someone else, Debbie.

Debbie & I are struggling to find common ground at the moment. Last time she came, when Angie was holiday, Debbie was keen to talk about the Olympics which were then on - not a topic of great interest for me as you will realise. This time she was keen to discuss the TV soaps, especially "Eastenders" - she's a Londoner herself - or "X Factor". I don't watch either programme. Indeed I don't watch much TV at all. I resist watching daytime TV. And by the time I've eaten dinner & got changed, I'm either ready for bed or we tend to spend the evening chuntering over a bottle of wine with music in the air. Indeed yesterday I only watched the news & "University Challenge". It's rare that I watch more than an hour in the evening. As for soaps, I don't watch any. I just follow "The Archers" on Radio 4 - an old link with my mother who was a keen fan. 

I wonder what Debbie will think might interest me next week.