Day 1396 Stuck in the middle

7th June 2021

There are times during the past year when I felt trapped, first it was the pandemic and now with Kelli’s illness. I try to remain objective, but when I fundamentally disagree with the treatment she is taking, it’s really difficult and I get so angry inside.

It has been four months and there hasn’t been any change to her condition. Applied Kinesiology cannot diagnose any serious medical problems, so what use is it?

She keeps saying all she needs is a good sleep, and it has got to toting up the hours she managed to get, she remains weak, and unable to do much at all.

Today she took an appointment from her mother to see a different doctor at the same surgery. I didn’t go into the room, I rather wait outside than be in the same room and listen to all the bullshit. Yes I’m not having a good day, I’m a “I need to see improvement” kind of guy.

If sleep is the key to feeling better then treat that first. That can easily measured, all these other supplements could be messing things up.

With Kelli in this state, I wouldn’t be able to fly back to the UK and leave her here, because she is in no fit state to go anywhere. This all adds to my entrapment, yes, I am still tied here with the residency bollocks, and heaven knows what I would do if an interview date came through whilst we are going though this nightmare.

I had to tackle unloading to the truck on my own. I inched the dresser out far enough to remove the drawers. Each of those was really heavy, but made the carcass easier to handle.

I lowered it on to a trolly, then loaded back in the drawers.

Wheeling it into the garage one of the castors hit a slight ridge in the floor, and fell off. The weight of the dresser and the obstruction, was enough to shear the fixing bolts. Now I had to fix that, after I removed all the drawers again.

Luckily I found two replacement and quickly fixed it.

I had to finish digging up the grass in the area where the pool will be, that was hard work, lucky it wasn’t as hot as it was, so a little more bearable.

We sold the project piece that I had been working on for ages, or it just seemed to, but they were repeat customers who are the best.