Good morning all from a cloudy Glasgow, where it is 10°C, much warmer than yesterday's 2°°C.
WWM, I can't believe you are home! I hope you feel the benefit soon.
I'm very tired after yesterday's outing to the surgery and a restless night.
I was dreading the appointment, because my usual phlebotomist was off ill and the other one can never get blood from me. Much to both our surprise, she managed it.
The GP had reluctantly (contraindications) left an anti nausea prescription for me . I was getting desperate due to daily bouts of nausea and begged her for some. I had, what I thought was the bright idea, of suggesting that we get it in the Asda pharmacy near the surgery, rather than trail to my usual one.
My plan was to send DH for bread and milk, scanner in hand, (another foolish idea) while I had a quick browse of the clothes. It didn''t work. 😡
He rushed me out of the shop, saying I needed to get home and rest.
I could see TKMaxx, Matalan, Home Bargains, B&M and Pavers in plain sight, but no chance of visiting them!!
All joking aside, I'm quite worried about DH and some of his recent odd behaviour. His brain is as sharp as ever, discussing politics, daily advanced Duolinguo, then he does somethinog really bizarre.
Last night he was buying new tablets for us on Amazon, (current ones are dying), while I was chilling in the bath. I could hear him talking to someone, then he burst into the bathroom, phone in hand, looking very agitated. He rarely buys anything and had received a text to his old phone with a security code, because he HADNT BOTHERED to update his phone number! 😡
Trying sort things, he had taken it upon himself to phone my credit card company, without preparing his security answers. (According to him, he doesn't have any!)
The lady on the phone (somewhere in Asia) asked
What was the last item he bought using on the credit card. He hadn't a clue. I told him he was in Savers on Tuesday (where he ignored the list and bought the wrong stuff). How much did I spend?, he asked. How on earth would I know.
I suggested he get my phone ( I'm still in the bath) and I would check the app. My phone was flat! Check on your own phone, I suggested, but once again he hadn't downloaded the app.
The very patient agent suggested he look for the receipt, Fortunately I keep receipts until the bill arrives. I told him where it was and settled down to relax.
The door burst open again and a very agitated DH appeared. I can't find the folder with the receipts.
At this point, (with great difficulty) I got out of the bath and trailed, dripping wet (not a pretty sight) through the house to get it. All sorted, I thought and got back into the now lukewarm bath.
Once more, he appeared. Did I go anywhere else? Bl**dy Asda and you bought, bread, milk etc etc. . That wasn't enough for the agent, who wanted the specific amount. Back out of the bath again to get the receipt.
I gave up on the bath in the end.
The whole debacle was compounded by DH's (denied) deafness, resulting in much miscommunication. The poor agent must have thought someone was having a laugh at her expense. I have to give her credit for her professionalism and patience.
Today, I am going to stand over him, while he downloads appropriate apps and updates phone numbers. I fear he is in denial, that soon he may have to deal with all this without me.
He is as sharp as a tack this morning and off to play golf!!!! 😡
I am staying in bed, going to put on my music and play all the stuff he doesn't like through the Sonus system! That always lifts my spirits.
Best wishes to all the poorlies, ( so many struggling) those with a heavy load to carry and have the best day you can, folks.