I didn't realise until I had a text message on Monday from my friend in Antalya, that my landline was out of order. On reflection I think it happened on Saturday night when there was a terrific storm right overhead. At one point I heard a loud bang, as if something electrical had exploded. When I checked the trip switches, everything was in order. I checked the kettle, the TV, the washing machine, the oven, and everything else electrical, but I didn't check the telephone.
I reported it to the call centre, but having recently experienced Turk Telekom's inadequate service with my internet connection, decided to go into the TT office in Milas on Tuesday morning to report it again.
Returning home from Milas on Tuesday I decided to tackle the leaks around the windows. It was a dry day and as more rain is forecast, it seemed a good idea to get it sorted out. Armed with the silicone, and standing on a stool, I set to work, and managed most of it. Then I lost my footing, slipped off the stool and fell, landing very heavily on my bottom. So hard was the landing that the pain shot up my back and caused me to briefly pass out. It took me some time to get up, and each slight movement caused me to groan in agony.
When Mr Ayak phoned me a little later and I told him what had happened, he was all for getting the next flight down from Istanbul, but I'm not one to make a fuss, and it almost feels like emotional blackmail to expect him to come running back every time I have an accident. So I told him to stay put, and I'd just wait and see. After all I assumed nothing was broken or I wouldn't be able to walk about.
I can walk about, with difficulty. I can't sleep because I can't find a comfortable position. My entire bottom is bruised, but strangely that doesn't hurt anymore. The pain started around the area of my kidneys and has continued to move up my back since Tuesday. The only comfort I can find is in sitting upright on the sofa with a hotwater bottle placed between my back and two cushions.
Psychologically I'm telling myself it's getting better, but realistically I know it's getting worse, so I may have to give in and let Mr Ayak come back.
Oh...and the telephone. An engineer turned up on Wednesday, plugged his phone into the ADSL splitter box and it worked..so apparently there's nothing wrong with the line. But he said I probably needed a new ADSL box and connection wire to the phone. I managed to find a spare one of each in the shed, but the phone still doesn't work, so I clearly need a new phone. This particular phone had a problem some time ago and I bought a new one. The new one worked for a while then gave up. I bought new re-chargeable batteries for the old phone, and that worked for a while, then gave up. So now I'm confused. Do I have two useless phones or is it a problem with the line?
Oh...and the rubbish bin. It's now four weeks and two days since it was delivered. It is full to overflowing and in spite of phone calls to the Muhtar, it still hasn't been emptied.
Oh...and the damp patch in the bedroom. It's getting bigger.
Oh...and the garden...is now like a jungle.
I really think it's time for Mr Ayak to come home.