August 8th, 2007

Checking my watch

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Set the alarm for 6am this morning to call hospital about my uncle... They told me yesterday he would be having a little operation this morning (UK time). They can't tell me more over the phone (doctor patient confidentiality) but it's "nothing to worry about". They are very fond of that phrase. Seems I have something else not "to worry about" because when I call to see how he was after the operation, I was told he hadn't had it. My first reaction was to think he was too ill to have the operation... but it seems it's the surgery team and not Cliff that is holding things up. So I'm sitting here very nervous until it's time to call back again.

In other news... (and I really needed some good news)

My letting agent has emailed me. They have new tenants for me... references are being checked and they move in as soon as old ones move out. And I have a sneaking suspicion I know the people, not very well just on nodding terms. Very relieved as I think the next few months could be expensive for me. And this would be the worst possible time for my income to halve. I'm thinking of getting digs near the hospital my uncle is in when I get back to the UK, my car is due for a service and MOT and I may have to clear out my uncle's flat, if he really is serious about going into a residential care home.

And, apropos to nothing what so ever, my 60Gb mp3 player is full up.
Checking my watch

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Uncle back from surgery. Nurse says he's OK. Hopefully he'll be sleeping until tomorrow.  I'll try calling his bedside phone  4am  Texas time. 
  • Current Mood
    Slightly less stressed
Checking my watch

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Today has been pretty good.

Uncle had operation and all seems OK. I figure worst case scenario would of been that they declared the problem inoperable.

Tenants may have been found for house.

Yotank for Zen player arrived.

Neil has emailed to say he's cut my grass, so Lee Anne will be able to see out of the windows. Should also get the management company off my back... I got a "your garden is a mess" letter just before I went away, even though when I met the management chap he agreed my garden was OK and the worst offender on the block is the flat owned by the freeholders. I bet he won't write such a snotty letter to freeholders. I suspect they are so on the ball they haven't a clue which garden belongs to which flat.