Monday

I didn’t feel too bad this morning when I got up, but John was feeling rubbish. However, we were able to get onto the doctor this morning to sort out a situation that had arisen with his drugs. For the last couple of weeks one of his tablets has been missing, so yesterday I nipped up to the chemist to have a discussion about where it might be. Apparently, it wasn’t on the prescription sent through from the doctor. Oh.

We were lucky – we were only the ninth person in the queue waiting to get through to the surgery on the phone. Well, that was after six attempts……anyway, it transpired that a passing thought that John had expressed about coming off one of his tablets was taken as a full-on wish and the consultant wrote to the GP, whereupon the tablet vanished from the prescription. All restored now though, so soon be back on an even keel we hope.

That is, if we ever take delivery of the darned things! We called at the pharmacy to collect them. The chemist had a search around, but couldn’t locate them. He looked on the computer. “Oh, yes, they’re done.” he said, and searched again elsewhere. Still no luck. He came back and told me that they’d be ready in fifteen minutes. So we came away with the intention of popping back up a bit later. John did go, but they were still nowhere to be found, so…….”We’ll deliver them to you tomorrow.” they said. Grrr……. I reckon they are lost.

John stayed at home this morning and went for a walk before tackling some carpet shampooing – I was mightily impressed to see what he had done!

In addition, he phoned through to the Coventry Council to research how we might continue to fund Mum’s Care Home fees. It’s amazing isn’t it, how quickly those little bits of savings go down the pan? He got through to a very nice young man who was exceedingly helpful and ‘put us on the list’ for an assessment. Might be a while before anyone comes out to see us though…..

While John was busy beavering away at home, I went out and enjoyed myself. I went to visit my cousin, Janet, for a good old natter, some scones with jam and cream, and a lovely cup of tea. It was smashing. It’s been a little while since we saw each other, but we always get on very well, so I think we both enjoyed our morning together.

This afternoon we thought we’d have a drive out to Hatton. Michael had seen a very nice table in the antique shop there that he thought we might like. Disappointingly, the table had been sold. But we enjoyed our drive out and we met my friend, Louise’s, sister Denise and her husband Nigel, in passing in the car park, and had a bit of a chat. It was very nice to see them.

We took a leisurely drive through the scenic route home and via the garden centre in the village, where I was seeking to buy a butter dish. They had a lovely one there, so I bought it and then we came home for a well-earned cup of tea.

I shot off to yoga class at tea-time, which I really enjoyed. I think I might be getting the hang of it at last….. hehehe – and then this evening, we sat and watched a bit of TV. Quite an eventful day, one way and another!

But what I’d like to know is, after some very good days, why do I feel so blooming irritable? Poor John is getting the thick end of it…….. perhaps I’ll feel better tomorrow?

Take care everyone. God bless.

Just because I haven’t mentioned it, doesn’t mean COVID isn’t still around. The ONS reports that 1 in 55 people currently has the virus; 1 in 36 people who have had COVID report Long COVID symptoms. According to one report, this time last year, infection rate was 1 in 1,000 (although I haven’t verified this figure).