It has arrived

It is here, the Machine from Hell has arrived... I even got up early to be ready for it and I'm officially on sick leave.
Actually the young chap who delivered it was a absolute sweetie and made a difficult time really easy. We sat and chatted first of all. I guess the dragging of the feet and the 'Kevin the teenager' stance gave away the fact that I wasn't happy one iota about having the damn thing. But he pointed out that having the machine was a tad better than having a stroke or a heart attack etc, but not in a condescending way at all, just a matter of fact way. I think the fact that this Jack the Lad who was young enough to be my son, actually made me see what all the medical staff had been trying to get in my thicker than normal head for ages.

When he brought it in he was all smiles... it was half the size of what I thought it was going to be and it was blue and as he quite rightly pointed out... it matched my bedroom! It wasn't actually the Machine from Hell at all, but hey the devil does come in all disguises!
Apparently this is a new machine on trial at the moment and is half the size, quieter and doesn't get so hot when it's running. It fitted in between my bedside cabinet and the wall and you would have to look hard to see what it was, as it's the size of a suitcase. It is still noisy, a bit louder than an air con machine when on holiday, but I lived on a busy main road for years and managed to sleep with the windows wide open with no trouble.

That young man deserves a medal, because he made me smile and feel that the disguised Machine from Hell it wasn't all that bad...
But I did get the impression that he thought I was in the same age bracket as his gran! He taught me another lesson too... no more draining all black clothes and back to always making sure I have my make-up on when answering the door!
Anyway a big thank you Lee... you are my hero!

Lots of love Debbie x