Avoiding defeat

The Centenarian went to extremes today in order to avoid defeat at the Scrabble board.

The day was a warmer one than any we have experienced these last few weeks, as summer approaches. As a result, my foot steps were slower on the stretch between the railway station and Regis and there was barely an hour remaining to squeeze in a game.

The Centenarian was having a coffee and watching television when I arrived but agreed to a game of scrabble in the lounge/dining area where we usually play. 

At this point things took a turn for the worse. As she walked out from her room and turned into the corridor, she lost her balance and took a tumble, landing on the floor and bumping her head against the door of the room opposite.

Drama.

No one in the nurses’ room. Pressed the room bell to summon help and in short order three staff were with her and attending to any immediate needs.  A wait while the hydraulic lift was brought from another floor and then another wait while the sling was found for the lift.

After a concerted effort from everyone involved, the Centenarian was back in her room and recovering. As often happens when people fall unexpectedly, it takes a little while to recover.

Needless to say, the scrabble game was cancelled and she was chided for going to such lengths to avoid a possible defeat, two weeks in a row.

After twenty minutes of chatting, which is really me shouting - the hearing aid was not where hearing aids are supposed to be -  the Centenarian had perked up considerably and was ready to order her evening meal, which included an added bonus of a serve of ice-cream.  As far as I’m concerned, a serve of ice-cream is a sure-fire cure for whatever ails you.

Game number eight will be played at another time; maybe not next week as I have other plans on the drawing board.