I was hoping the dust might settle on some of the other threads, but no, some members are as het-up as ever. Don't they have lives to live?
In limbo here as DH is due to have a relatively experimental procedure on his heart tomorrow at the John Radcliffe in Oxford and he has been quite poorly for the last week. Running a temperature (but no temp spikes or rigors, so no blues and twos) very breathless and tired, walking across the room proving an effort and off his food. In short all the symptoms of low Hb so I arranged go him to have a blood test yesterday with a top-up of 2 units if necessary. The results were not really low enough to explain the symptoms so thought there might be an infection. He slept for 12 hours and when he woke up his temp was down 2 whole degrees to 36.8. He still feels weak but is having his blood as I write. I felt I had to tell the JR all of this in case they didn't want to touch him with a barge pole, but they have said he is still to go in (5.45 start ???) and they will assess him there. I have already cancelled 2 proposed trips to DD for new baby granny cuddles and it looks unlikely that I can go this week.
Compared to how I have been feeling, the slug saga and all the attendant self righteous indignation seem a bit childish. This is NOT addressed to G&Tea, or any in the "sane and sensible" camp, but those (who fortunately do not feature in the Kitchen) who seem to be taking this opportunity to get the wrong end if the stick and beat all and sundry about the head with it.
I say "how I have been feeling" but of course there are many of you with your own worries re health or family, and I would express my
on your behalf not just my own.