Day +5: Pretty unexciting

 OK - so I left today's entry until I had something fascinating and exciting to report.  Well - there wasn't anything.  I spent most of the day feeling decidedly dopey and a bit wobbly but otherwise in good shape.  We went up to the hospital for my daily round of testing which started off with getting weighed (I don't know if it is for my benefit but the have switched the scale to kilos - I'd much rather be 90 kg than 200 pounds.

They ask me the same set of questions every day to ensure my marbles are still intact so, just for buggerment, I counted down from 100 in 9s rather than in 10s this morning.  And I think I've been telling the the wrong name for the hospital but at least I have been consistent.  I can't remember the name of our hotel but I do know it starts with an R and it is next door to the huge football stadium so it's impossible to get lost if I go for a walk.  As I have mentioned before, Charlotte drivers are far more polite and respectful of traffic signs than Asheville drivers but you can never be sure if the car approaching your red light is from Tennessee in which case sanding back 10 feet is probably in order.

I'm now 150 pages into a Geoffrey Archer novel that tells two parallel stories and am thoroughly confused about which hero is cooking pizzas and running a market stall and which is at a posh English public school.  I'll try not to spoil it for you. 

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