Good morning all, after a bitterly cold day yesterday, it is 6°C here in Glasgow.
Yesterday, just after posting, I began to feel very unwell. The dreadful pancreatis flared up, without any warning.
Thank goodness, I had medication left from the last time. I spent the day in bed, dozing on and off.
Mr MD surpassed himself, in caring for me. The pain was so bad at one point, I thought I would need to go to hospital. Much better today, thank goodness. The excrutiating pain has gone, I'm just whacked.
I did get a lecture from DH about overdoing things. For once, he was correct!
I was supposed to do the school run with Dollie, this morning, but DH has cancelled his golf to take her. I couldn't do it. I was looking forward to giving her all to myself.
I was lying in bed last night, when I heard the doorbell ring and voices. I assumed it was my dutiful daughter, checking up on me. It was in fact DH's golfing partner, with very bad news, regarding his health. For months I had been saying he looked ill, but DH dismissed my concerns. We are devastated by the news, he has never had a serious illness in his life and does everything shopping, gardening, housework etc, his wife is a lady of leisure. I wonder how she will cope. Last week, she went abroad with her friends, leaving him to do the childcare, an hour away in each direction, despite him being so unwell.
Today will be a day of rest. DH has offered to do the shopping, but I have prescriptions I need an a birthday card to buy for DIL, so he will take me. Every time I have planned to go out buy one, something has got in the way!
After that, I plan to do nothing.
Good luck with your appointment monk.
Wishing you all a pleasant day.