Just sitting

I can’t help thinking the last few days have been a waste. Here was a week in which we had nothing much happening and an opportunity to get on with those jobs on our lists. But no, if the toothache wasn’t bad enough, the codeine I am taking has done me in. Basically, all I have been doing for the last three days is sleeping and just sitting around, waiting for the pain to go away. Still waiting, in fact.

John, however, has been working through his list – which is a bonus. He’s tackled the jasmine, which was threatening to arrive in all our back bedrooms as it made its way through the roof space. He’s been on to Sky and sorted out our TV and telephone package, which is a relief; and he’s generally looked after me by asking, every five minutes, “Do you want anything?” Mostly, I haven’t wanted anything, so he’s been thwarted in his efforts.

Anyway, middle son thought I ought to be contacting the NHS 111 line as I seem to be taking my time to be better. After a half an hour wait to be through to an agent (or whatever they call them), the girl said she thought I’d got everything I needed, but did I want the phone number of a dentist? I thought I might as well. So she gave me the number of the dentist with whom I am already registered and waiting to see….. I shall just keep taking the tablets and keep my fingers crossed.

I haven’t been taking any notice of the news or the COVID situation – it’s funny, but when you don’t feel well, you can only be interested in yourself, can’t you? Ah, well, another day – maybe tomorrow? Fingers crossed I can give up the codeine which is just addling my brain.

Take care everyone. God bless.