Good morning all, the wind has been howling all night here in Glasgow.
I was sitting downstairs at 5am, drinking tea.
I have another hospital appointment this morning and a GP appointment 90 minutes later. The logistics are a nightmare, but that was the only GP appointment I could get.
Yesterday's short hospital appointment turned into a three hour marathon session. However, I did get a steroid injection in my hand, as it was badly swollen. I nearly punched the lovely nurse in the eye, when I shot out my seat as she started prodding it. ? There were a few mild expletives from both parties.
The good news is that I have to do no housework for twenty four hours. DH is going to be very busy.
As my appointment was taking so long, DH took DGD to feed the ducks in the pond nearby. It was all going great, until they were chased, in a hailstorm, by an angry swan, looking for food. ? DH was more scared than the wee one. It reminded me of Mommawolf's happy campers and the goats.
DGD was an absolute star, she loved every minute of her adventure.
There was a very positive outcome yesterday. It was acknowledged that my RA is not been managed by my present medication, so hopefully I will soon begin biologics treatment after all the screening is done. I have a lot to think about before it starts.
Sensibly, going by my past track record, they will wait until after my daughter's wedding.
Auntieflo, the hot cross buns were passible, despite having used the wrong flour. Well there are none left!
There is another batch cooking just now, with the left over dough. I'm planning to have some for breakfast.
Am I correct in thinking this is Mr Gillybob's hospital visit today. Wishing him all the very best.
Enjoy your day, folks.