Back at Work

On Wednesday, for the first time in months, I actually went to Reservoir to work in the surgery.

It was something of a struggle to get up and to move with purpose on Wednesday morning. It was something of a struggle to get Jim up and moving with purpose! Nevertheless I managed to leave on time, and Jim was also ready when Ian came down to collect him and take him up to Hill House.

It was good to be back on deck. It's hard to keep up with what is going on when you are never there. It was good to catch up with colleagues. I was happy to rummage around in the shops (my wallet was less happy about this!). Things were less happy when the software that powers the practice management system crashed and took the morning's work with it. Absolutely everything that had been done that morning. Sigh.  The collective memory work of the reception team did manage to identify most of the people we had made future appointments for. Not all of them, but most of them.

And then I came home again, collected Jim from Hill House and down to Tani we went.  A good day.

On a less happy note, poor Stella had a sudden and quite nasty recurrence of her leg infection and had to be taken back to hospital, where she remains. She's back on intravenous antibiotics and is desperately hoping that she will be allowed to go back home when she reverts to oral antibiotics.

I found myself unexpectedly in the Ballarat Botanical Gardens yesterday.  Someone has made some topiary animals since I was last there

Work continues on the new housing estate across from our place.  There has been a big digger there each day this week, putting in new roads. And there is a large, smouldering bonfire. I am going to sneak across over the weekend when there are no work people around, and see where is actually is and what they are smouldering. We can't see any flames, just lots and lots of smoke