Good morning all from a cloudy Glasgow.
Corner happy birthday! ???
Harri, how exasperating and worrying for you, regarding your husband's meds. I can empathise. People don't always undertand how stressful it can be. We have enough to cope with.
I couldn't get mine on Thursday because Police had sealed off the area out side the pharmacy after an ongoing incident!!
Despite expecting an uneventful day yesterday and plans to rest (still suffering from those blooming side effects) , yesterday turned out to be full on.
I was lying in bed before 8am feeling sorry for myself, when I heard DD arrived. Mum, who is that man working on the front steps?. ? The 81 year old boy builder!!!! It had slipped my mind after I got caught up reading GN! 
It turns out that he had been one of the brickies, who built our house. What a great job he has made of DH's botched job of our stairs and the conservatory wall. 
All I really wanted to do was lie in bed, but of course DH was golfing, DD was working in our dining room and Harry, the builder needed supplied with copious amounts of builder's tea!
Yet another load of materials apperared for our decking, because we need the surveyor to come and measure up our patio doors, it has been delayed. I was trying to summon up energy to chase up the company, when a lovely lady phoned to say the surveyor would be on Monday. (What a relief). She said that they had been absolutely swamped since lockdown here had been eased.
I suspect people have saved money over the last year and are now getting work down. Ours is been done out of necessity. The doors have been in for twenty years and have never been right from the beginning.
The joiner I managed to get to do some urgent jobs in DD's flat, told me he cannot get materials for love nor money! 
I have a new career, project manager.
Later I got a text saying Dollie was really unwell, with a vomitting bug. She had been off with it on Tuesday and it had come back with a vengeance. She was always a sickly baby, with her chronic asthma, but had seem so well recently after shielding and not really coming in contact with others.
I had to go and see her, despite feeling rubbish.
Just as I parked outside DS' house in a cul de sac with only three houses, a huge lorry arrived and parked right against the bumper of my car. ? Much to my horror, as he tried to leave, he got stuck turning the lorry. If he went forward he would have hit my car, if he reversed further back, he would have ended up on the busy main road below.
Like the schoolteacher I am, I put up my hand and shouted STOP!!!!
I told him I would try and reverse my car up the hill into someone's driveway, to allow him to turn the lorry. Not exactly an easy manouevre for someone who has hardly driven in a year! ?
As he drove off, he shouted something. Dollie started giggling from the doorway. Gran, he shouted, "Thanks wee man"! ? That short hair cut of mine has to go!!! I knew it was a mistake. ?
In saying that the other day when I opened the door to the postman, his first words were, Oh I do like your hair, you really suit it!. I have an admirer!!! 
Wishing you all a pleasant Saturday and an easier day for all who are struggling. ?