Quiet day

I’d like to have gone outside.

Today was quite a quiet day. After yesterday I’m glad. I did have someone knock on the  door asking if my garden gate led down an entry to the back of the next door houses. They had bought a house two doors up and wanted to get round the back?

I had to explain the entry was further down but since the shop on the corner has bought the land where the alley was you now have to go round into the next street and walk along a narrow path by the side of a garage to get round.

I have also been waiting for some medicine so I was pleased to get a text message to say it was ready I started to get ready to go out I realised it was 4.25 pm and they shut at 4.30 pm so I will have to wait until Monday.

Tomorrow might be more interesting. Fingers crossed.

Pharmacy blues

Something is going wrong at the pharmacy I get my medication from. Last week there was a sign saying they were short staffed and that they were installing a new computer system. All the staff were different so I couldn’t really ask what was happening. I ordered my medication on Thursday and was told it would be ready for Tuesday. I went down today as I’d got soaked yesterday. The usual assistant was back, but she only had one set of tablets for me. She said come back in an hour for the rest. I gave them a bit longer and went back after a couple of hours. Unfortunately two lots of tablets were still missing. Could I go back tomorrow at 1?

I wouldn’t mind but about five other people were complaining of having to return for missing medication. I wished the assistant a quieter time and that things would get better!

Breakfast

What are your morning rituals? What does the first hour of your day look like?

The excitement of porridge

The joy of tablets

A cool shower

If I can afford it

Trying to get dressed

Without getting tangled

Feed the cats

Work out what I can do today

It all takes time.

Wobbly arms and leg

Don’t help my balance

Feel like I’m moaning again

Let’s just go back

To bed…..

Illness

My body is literally a pain. From recent problems to chronic health issues, I have to admit things are mounting up. I want to get to 100 when Halleys Comet is due to be back in our skies, but I’m getting fed up. I think my mind is fine but things keep going wrong. Must be my genetic makeup. Fingers crossed I don’t get anything else. At least one thing I have is determination. I don’t easily give up. Here’s another lot of tablets? Fine, thank you. I am thankful for the NHS, I don’t know how I would cope without it!

Tablets….

I’m sorry we don’t have some of your tablets today, was my greeting when I visited the pharmacist today. Why what’s happened? Didn’t the doctor include them.? I asked. No its a problem with getting the right strength, there’s a problem at the manufactures I’m afraid.

Well when will they be in, I asked, I can’t not take them. (Do they think they are an optional extra?)

Should be in Monday. Give us a ring then. I asked for assurance they will be in. We will try, we might have to ring round, she said. Well I’ve got a few spare. I said, but what if they aren’t in? Then I said ‘and what happens with Brexit? We both looked at each other askance…

He’s relaxed

Cone of shame or not my boy cat is very chilled! After an evening of walking backwards trying to get out of the plastic cone he soon settled down. He’s eating and drinking and doing other cat things OK. He’s having the tablets the vets prescribed so he won’t have to wear it for much longer…. . It’s a bit strange when he walks along and bumps into things (the cone is wider than his head so it catches on things). He caught it on the edge of the microwave yesterday and fell off the kitchen counter. Luckily that cat landing on all four paws thing happened and he was fine..

What do cats dream of? Running away from plastic cones? Probably! Dream on boy, dream on…