Good morning from a dry, dark, chilly E Kent.
Iris’s operation went well, the anaesthetic was tweaked so she wasn’t sick, but she was left in a lot of pain. Once that was addressed, she was fine and home. They have decided to leave removing the plaster until after Christmas as there wouldn’t be enough staff should there be any complications. Since the screws went right into the bone, the risks of infection are pretty high, Iris is ok with that and was scuttling around the house with her walker and/or crutches.
My crafting went well, although I still have no idea what I’ll do with the wretched wreath. We won’t be here for
Christmas nor is it to my taste…
Spanish today. I’m battling for the umpteenth year, the use of the subjunctive. Bleugh.
We’re going to Lidl this afternoon. Again? I hear you say, marydoll. Yep. But this time to get sides of fresh salmon that I then portion and freeze.
May today bring relief to those lovely GraMmingos in pain, sorrow, or anxiety. May you have a peaceful day. ????☀️??☀️☀️