Dear Sherlock,
221C is finally plastered! We've started painting the ceiling now and replacing some of the old floorboards. Work on the flat has been progressing more quickly than we could have hoped, so we're aiming to be done by the end of next month. We've ordered in all the new skirting board and it'll be arriving tomorrow. It may not be very important to you, but this renovation is a big part of my life right now. How could you ever have believed that I wouldn't be lost without you?
I saved someone's life today. Again. Their heart stopped as they arrived at the hospital, after having a heart attack. I got the paddles and shocked them back to life. Saving people like that makes me feel good about myself, even if it's easy for me and just part of regular routine. This is why I love being a doctor, and a good doctor, because I can do the most for people that anyone possibly could. Saving their lives. You did that as well, Sherlock, but in a different way. You stopped people from dying by stopping the people who would cause them to die. We are both the same, really. Except you work in the long-term, whereas I work in the short.
Sarah and I are back on track. She came around and we went out for dinner and went to the cinema. She was just really busy, and I guess I was too. That's all I have to say on that matter. You don't really want to know about Sarah, do you Sherlock?
Just quickly, did you have time to think about that question I asked you? I don't want to pester you, but I'm still not getting anywhere with it.
Your John.