Rightyho, back to the main event.
I spoke to my Palliative Care Macmillan Consultant last week by Zoom, and she has decided to increase my Opiate medication. My general well being has been mixed, and some days I don't have a lot of strength and stamina to get stuff done around here like pottering in the garden. I planted out some Winter bedding last week and it really took it out of me. In contrast, I stayed at sister's in Malvern the previous week, and got loads done. I did a make-over on my brother in law's bike that I built for him some years back, including fitting it up with Hydraulic Discs and a new Drive Train. I took most of my workshop tools including a Workstand, which made everything easier, but I surprised myself at what I achieved.
We went into Birmingham, and visited the Black Sabbath Bridge on Broad Street. It is an amazing thing to see when I consider how that band were so heavily criticised by the music press when I was a growing up and supporting them at every opportunity.
Finally, the big wrench for me has been coming to terms with the decision to sell the Kawasaki.
I do not feel safe riding it now. The last few trips on it were hard work for me trying to concentrate on the road conditions rather than enjoying the ride. I knew that this day was coming, and I have to accept that we are where we are with the progression of the disease. My Consultant can now concentrate on effective discomfort management, without needing to consider that I could at anytime be blasting down the road on that missile. It was a great idea getting a motorbike back in February 2020, and I have had a great time travelling to places that I would not otherwise have seen.
Astonishingly, as the price of these used bikes has risen so much, I sold it back to Kawasaki Greenham where I bought it from, and for not much less than I paid for it!
I'm already looking at another guitar
- well you can't take it with you!!
Pip
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