It's a miserable, drizzly and cold day, but Marilyn is going out with one of her groups for lunch. She'll be picked up so I won't worry about her driving. Normally, I'm up and about before 7 o'clock but we slept in this morning. We were roused by Marilyn's phone going off; it was Bertine from Number 5 wanting to come around so that Marilyn could change the dressing on her back. It's very difficult for a single person living alone to deal with such eventualities and Marilyn is happy to help.
But, we had slept in so there was a scatter to get up before she rang the doorbell. She was telling us that she has bought herself an electric lift bed and we've been toying with the idea of getting one for ourselves. As an interim, we're experimenting with foam wedges which change our sleeping position so that it's not such a struggle to sit up. It's a bugger, getting older.
Anyway, Marilyn can now have the opportunity of checking out Bertine's new electric bed to help us decide whether it will suit us.
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