Hubby is upset because he hasn’t been able to get me a card. I haven’t made one for him either, but having him home far outweighs all that. We’re not romantics as a rule, but have our moments, and he’ll buy me flowers for no reason at all. I couldn’t do a special meal today anyway as he can’t have anything solid for a month, though I do have two tubs of ice cream in the freezer now!
We have to be at the hospital for 2 pm today so that Hubby can have a tummy jab and collect his prescription for the rest. This morning he has managed some sloppy porridge and two cups of warm tea. We have our little blender, so can whizz soups etc. The key is little and often, which we can do with little inconvenience. It will just be boring!
Not much on the agenda obviously today. Hubby has received his invitaion for his Covid jab, so we have gone to our contact in the MPs office and asked for his details to be put forward for a local appointment, and also asking if I can be done at the same time. The age group now is 65 to 69 plus the clinically vulnerable. I am a cancer survivor after all, and a diabetic, but won’t be 65 until May. We shall see.
I’m tired, as although we slept last night, it was a restless sleep. Too much chocolate gave me an acid stomach, so my own fault and I had a sore throat through singing in the car. It took a while for Hubby to get comfy too, but the good news is that everything is clear and the blockage has been removed completely.
Weigh in today, and as expected I’ve gained but it was only a pound so I am still in target.
All being well I can apply myself to plan again now (it’s gone out of the window really since Wednesday) and pull it back next week.
Keep safe everyone.