The month is ticking away, and Winter has arrived, fashionably late.
We woke up to whiteness, though certainly not as much as this in April 2008.
This was Maggie’s first experience of snow, and she was not impressed!
As I look out of our lounge window, it is a mini blizzard with the wind blowing the snow across the front of our property. The roads are pretty clear, but that is one thing that Lincolnshire Council have always got right, they keep the bus routes open. The flakes are quite fat now, fascinating to think there are so many and no two are identical.
Looking at the sky, there is a lot more snow to come, but we are in for the day now having been for Hubby’s INR just before midday. Hurrah, he is back in range and doesn’t have to have another blood test for two weeks.
The reflux is still making its presence felt though, so we are back to basics of liquids only for a few days in the hope it will settle itself. He has been in touch with the surgery, and the HHA (Head Honcho Ass who was the only GP on duty today) contacted him this afternoon. A new prescription for something to help him swallow should be ready to collect tomorrow. If things don’t improve in 10 days, then it will be a referral to anywhere-else-but-where-he-had-his-op please. Fingers and everything possible are crossed.
Lunches are therefore for me only, and today I had a ham and mushroom baquette which was totally delicious. We did a little bit of shopping while we were out, and the quality of the fresh fruit is questionable. Bananas were a no-go, but I did get some nice looking red grapes and was pleased to see that they have reintroduced the large 830g packs of mature cheddar I like, so I got one of those. Cheese and crackers with grapes and cherry tomatoes are therefore a good contender for my final meal today.