The walk was tiring today, partly because the blister on the heel of the right hand foot caused some pain. It was not possible to bandage it so that it did not hurt. This was just too bad.
The birds did not care, they snapped at the damsons and the fingers holding them.
Take a short path, it is not worth getting hurt. On the way past the children's hospital a group of young children is being taken on a walk by a kindergarten lady. Pass them and pause at a park bench to try to fix the painful heel, and replace the bandage on the remains of the blister. The children rush past. Get up to go on, and a tiny little Black girl jumps out in the way and holds her arms out.
Stop
Then her courage leaves her and she returns to the group. Walk on down the hill, and take the direkt route down to the river. Go home, taking the short cut through town, there is now a headache starting. Sit down on one of the public benches and enjoy the sunlight. Then go home, take a rest, and make up the packages for those orders that had come in during the night. Slowly the equipment gathered over the years is dissipating across Euroope, a piece here and a piece there.
After the post office go on to the social rooms at Saint Pius' church. The red cross has set up a blood donation centre here. Register, and then a man takes a tiny amount of blood and puts it into the testing machine. He does this twice.
The result is that the haemoglobin value is just too low. Something is wrong, they will not take blood this time.
Walk back home, take a path by the river, and sit on the same bench in the middle of town, enjoying the warmth. It will be necessary to tell the doctor about this. She now has an anaemic patient.
Go home and collapse to bed for a few hours. It was sensible of them not too have taken blood.
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