Good morning all from Glasgow, where it is 10°C.
I'm so pleased to hear that your lunch went well GM.
Yesterday, I was so relieved when my own GP phoned me. He listened with a sympathetic ear and asked me, what I wanted to do. He knows that I never phone unless I am very unwell.
I declined the option of steroids, which bring their own problems and have consequences for other treatments.
Granny Gravy will understand my reasons for refusing.
Unfortunately my new treatment and Covid booster have been put on hold. 😞
Today, we need to tackle Virgin Media, because as expected they haven't resolved my email issues and consequently I cannot change my booster online.
As CEV, I am entitled to free Covid tests, unfortunately yesterday, a code to order, which I couldn't access was sent to my email dress.
I have gradually started changing my email details to another account. Virgin are useless!
The medical accounts accounts need sorted ASAP.
The hospital also need to be informed of my circumstances and the delay in treatment. Another task for today.
DH is off to pick up Dollie and bring her here, then do the school run and pick up my anti nausea medication. The antibiotics I have are brutal, but they usually do their job.
She unexpectedly appeared in her jammies last night, because they had run out of printer paper for her homework project.
We were treated to a re-run of sport's day, which had been held indoors, without parents, due to the awful weather.
It was just the tonic, I needed. 🥰
Constantly battling ill health, while trying to stay positive, is blooming exhausting, shall things can bring so much pleasure.
I was telling DH how fed up I was and, being his usual blunt and unfiltered self, responded: We never thought you would still be here, so count your blessings.. 😱
I have a charity bag uplift from BHF, who are funding research into my unusual heart condition. I am too embarrassed to say how many bags I have, just that I have contacted them twice to amend the number of bags.
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DH is amazed at how ruthless I have been. I tried on a beautiful summer coat and the train ticket in the pocket was dated, June 2017. It was two sizes too small, as were many of the clothes. 😭 Lots were from my work wardrobe.
Unfortunately, I still have too many clothes but have nowhere to wear them.
A gentle day ahead for me, we are forecast some sun, thank goodness.
Enjoy your day folks and make the best of every moment.
Gingster, I hope your daughter continues to improve.