Yesterday I finally got a form from my doctor saying I was eligible to get the vaccine so put aside today to try and get an appointment. Last evening an irate person from Thouars hospital phoned to ask why I hadn't kept my appointment at Mauleon, which is a fair distance from where I live. I told him I didn't have one, although I would like one, but he was not happy. This morning I went on to the appointment site and managed to book an appointment for tomorrow. Incredible. After months of there being no available appointments I get one immediately. I suspect it will be the Astra Zeneca vaccine because people have been put off having it but I don't care which one it is. Now the problem is will I be able to play tennis on Friday with a sore arm?
My father could play the piano. Not an unusual skill but he was deaf. He lost his hearing fighting in the army in India in the 30s so he was an adult when he lost it and therefore remembered tunes, even though he couldn't hear him. However he didn't have the skill to learn anything new so either you liked the old music or you didn't. He used to say that he played by ear and then would roar with laughter. He would have struggled in many ways with modern living but most of all during the pandemic, he would have lost his ability to communicate as he always lip read. There must be thousands of people like him today who still rely on reading lips to understand, in fact all of us do it to some extent, so please be patient if someone is struggling to communicate while you are wearing a mask. I went to the supermarket today and at the check out, the cashier asked me to move the trolley into a particular position. As I manoeuvred it ...
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