The Anonymous Widower

What’s Happened To Me?

This is not a bad post, but I’ve changed over the last few weeks.

I think it is actually that I have got much more confident.  Why I don’t know, but my confidence seemed to improve greatly, when I changed my doctor.  Perhaps, it was the decisive act of changing or it could be that the new doctor has actually fixed a couple of my problems. I don’t know and I don’t care why!

But take today! I went for a lunchtime drink with my financial advisor and normally, I just have a drink and go.  But today for some reason, I made the decision to stay behind and have the kedgeree. It was almost, as if I’ve got some sort of fear of the unknown and generally only eat in the same places.

Before and after lunch, I also found it easy to post to my blog and I wrote several complicated e-mails to people. It was almost as though something had unlocked in my brain. Strangely, this has happened before and also it happened before I had any stroke. I remember coming home after a glorious holiday in Malaysia and virtually vegetating for several months.

And then this afternoon, I felt I ought to see a show of some sort this evening. So I went up to the Angel to get a paper and checked what was on at the cinemas there. I noticed that Untouchable was on at 20:10 at the Vue. I didn’t expect I would go, so I bought myself a supper in Waitrose.

But I did go in the end and bought a Senior ticket for £7.10. It was in a new screen and a lot better than last time, I went to that cinema.

I thoroughly enjoyed the film.

Coming out I also solved my friend’s dress problem.  Or at least in my mind, I got a plan of action! She will hate my solution, but it has to be tried.

In some ways this extreme decisiveness started on Saturday, when my son told me to go down to John Lewis and check out carpets. But I’d already gone to Primrose Hill to sort out bathroom suites, as requested by my builder.

I might have a theory that works.

I think by nature I’m a man who likes to be ordered around and people have always used that to get the best of my brain.  There’s nothing more I like, than to be presented with a problem and told to go and solve it. Living alone, I don’t get that stimulus!

C didn’t take advantage of me, but would get into a flap all the time, knowing that I’d rescue her from her predicament, often with an unusual solution. I remember one day, she was in a very sour mood, as she was doing a very difficult and disturbing case for the local County Council, where the other side was represented by a QC.  What made her angry as well, was that she had the difficult side and the QC was getting three or four times she was. So I asked, what would happen if they got a QC on their side? She said that the Council wouldn’t pay. I said why not and all her barrister’s insecurities kicked in and she said they were mean and wouldn’t.  But I said you had a good argument as the other side had a big gun and surely fairness should prevail, so I told her to ask. The Council capitulated and she was led by a real gentleman of a QC, who used all the work she had done and eventually won the case.  Her clerk put in for the largest fee she ever earned and we had two weeks holiday on the result.

My problem now, if I have one, is to sustain this mood, which is not unlike the one I had that night in the Star at Lidgate, as we trawled through her problem.

It’s now just after midnight and I’m not tired.  I’ve also only had one drink of half of cider all day, other than tea, coffee, milk and orange juice.

So it’s not the alcohol talking, as that’s long gone from my system.

October 9, 2012 - Posted by AnonW | Health, World | Films