Good morning all from a sunny Glasgow, where it is 13°C.
Mick, stay home and rest, which is the advice after a heart scare.
I spent yesterday morning, waiting for my telephone appointment and when eventually the doctor phoned, papa was nowhere to be seen and BabyD was climbing all over me.
I had to apologise to my GP,and go into the garden to look for him.
I was shouting like a fishwife, trying to get his attention with a toddler clinging to my leg,
When he did eventually try take BabyD, she started screaming and I could not hear the now impatient doctor,
It was not a satisfactory consultation.
When I listed all the debilitating symptoms I had, he was very dismissive, saying that is probably part of everything going on. He just didn't grasp how miserable and unwell I am feeling.
Knowing how positive and upbeat I usually am, he should have realised that all is not good.
I tried to explain that my consultant had stopped a medication, thinking that may be the cause, he wasn't interested. I tried to inform him, that the hospital Oral Medicine dept. were involved, because after eight months, my mouth is still full of lesions, some of which have never healed. He wasn't interested.
Thinking I was going to start treatment to resolve my problems, he said that he was concerned my meds were not to blame and nothing can be done, until more blood tests are done.
He suspects, there may be another reason for my ailments.
The only positive outcome is that I have had to cancel my plans for today and go and get bloods done. There is usually a three week wait! I have queue jumped.
Also on top of everything else, apparently I am anaemic and he will leave a prescription.
The only time I have been ever been anaemic is during my pregnancies. Could I be pregnant? 🤣
Most of the day was spent in the garden yesterday. DH and I were soaked to the skin, the culprit, a wee devil ♥️, who had the time of her life in the paddling pool.
I looked around at our beautiful garden and our darling Duracell bunny and thought how blessed I am.
I have attached a photo of one tearful toddler, having ice lolly therapy, after falling and bursting her lip. There was blood everywhere! DH just stood there panicking!!!
I didn't know how to tel), her parents.
I needn't have worried, she had done exactly the same the previous day. Her daddy was also, that reckless and fearless child. 😍
By the time I got to church last night, I was on auto pilot and on my knees with tiredness,
A parishioner approached me and gave me a gift of Prosecco and a thank you card, saying that I do so much for parishioners.
I was taken aback and a little tearful at this unexpected kind gesture.
I wish you all the best of days.
Good to see Whiff posting here, welcome.