Good morning all from Glasgow, where we have snow flurries.
For the last forty years, apart from lockdown, we have celebrated Hogmanay with our friends across the road, with the teenagers celebrating in another house, The celebrations were legendary. They have been scaled down over the years, till there are usually only ten of us.
Tonight I won't even be staying up for the Bells. I'm neither up to, nor up for it. DH feels the same.
I plan to go to DD's family lunch today. This is my first day out of the house in a week, but all my children, their spouses and of course, wee Dollie will be there, so I'm looking forward to it. I plan to stay a couple of hours, then leave them too it.
This is DD's first foray into hosting the whole family, her previous home was too small.
I suspect she has bought enough food for the whole village!
Lying in bed, with plenty of time to think this week has left me feeling very sorrow for myself.. Non forthcoming hospital appts, a thirteen month wait for respiratory, six months for cardiology (two referrals), no progress from gastro and constantly battling for medication, have led me to accept that the NHS has written me off.
I am determined to prove them wrong!!!!
Yesterday, I had a conversation with yet another obstructive receptionist. Ordering my repeats, I noticed some were missing from the list. Apparently, they are now acutes and I need to request separately (after five years of being on them!!)
She insisted that I could type a special request on the repeats page, I insisted that facility wasn't available, unless you ordered another drug first. Trying to prove me wrong, she opened another patient's page, where they had requested a changed in pharmacy. Not the same thing.
As my frustration levels rose, I went into clipped teacher mode and spoke using bullet points. Eventually, the penny dropped: Oh you will need to phone, every time you need them. said she. 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬
I must be in the worst practice in Scotland.
Some of you have had serious and traumatic health issues, lost partners and worried about family members this year.
I hope the coming year is a much better one for you all.
My heartfelt thanks for those on this thread, who have shown kindness to me and those who lurked and have propped me up by PMs over the year. It has helped enormously to keep help me going.
A special mention to the Glesca Grannies, whose company I have enjoyed so much!!
Wishing you a pleasant day, folks.