Monday, Monday

It’s Monday. The start of a new week and anticipation of new beginnings with fingers crossed that the medics will finally find out what’s causing the ol’ man to be dizzy and wobbly on his feet. Although, to date, they are still very much scratching their heads and can’t find anything wrong. They seem to have done all the tests under the sun and asked all the questions they can think of, and no answer is yet forthcoming.

John is slightly happier though, in that he has a ‘room with a view’, which makes languishing in hospital a lot more palatable. Made me laugh though. When packing his bags he is pretty specific about what he does, and doesn’t want to take with him and, this time, the dressing gown was a casualty. However, he was chilly in the night last night and his thoughts turned to whether he should ask me to take him his dressing gown across……. chuckle, chuckle.

Anyway, I imagine that if they can’t find anything wrong with him they’ll be sending him home shortly. The only trouble is, I don’t know what to do with him at home when he feels poorly. It’s all a bit beyond me. I normally have something up my sleeve in the nursing stakes but I’m really not sure what’s best this time. Ah, well – we’ll see.

In the meantime, I pottered about at home doing nothing very much, but it kept me busy all day. For saying I wasn’t born to do housework and disliking having to do it, I seem to be doing an awful lot of the blooming activity in retirement. So there was the cleaning of the bathrooms, vacuuming, dusting, mopping, washing and ironing all to do. Yes, I know, don’t do the ironing….. but it’s sheeets…..

I did spend some time out in the garden though, as the weather was so lovely and it was mild. I didn’t bother doing any gardening – that would have been a step too far after all the other stuff I’d been up to – but just floated about, admiring the lovely spring flowers that have burst through and are shouting their colours to me every day. The sight of the flowers and the sound of the wonderful birdsong lifted me up no end. Feast your eyes on this lovely lot, folks.

In other news, we are seeing more and more unrest and dissatisfaction with the way the country is being run and the decisions being taken. So much so, that instead of a simple vigil for Sarah Everard, it’s now turned into a protest about protesting. Eeeh, dear – whatever is the world coming to?

With regards to the COVID situation, the numbers seem to have lowered slightly, which has to be good news; but the use of the AstraZeneca vaccine has been halted in several European countries due to concerns over blood clots. Is it hysteria? I don’t know. I am hoping it’s a blip and that’s all.

  • 5,089 people tested positive for the virus today
  • 64 people died in the community with the virus in the last 24 hours
  • 42 people died in hospitals with the virus on 13 & 14 March

Stay safe everyone. Look after yourselves and enjoy the spring. God bless

4 thoughts on “Monday, Monday”

    1. Aren’t they just? Brighten me up every time I look out of the window!

  1. What a stunning display of spring flowers .
    No wonder you are at a loss about how to care for John when he is home, the doctors at a loss about how to care for John when he is in hospital!!
    In the meantime, we wait…..

    1. I know…. I am keeping my fingers crossed that they can do something to help, otherwise he’ll be tottering about all over the place.

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