Good morning all from wet Glasgow, where it is 12°C.
It is going to be a long day with Babydoll, no park today.
I suggested going to Silverburn, but the look on
grumpy DH's face has knocked that on the head.😒
Yesterday, DD appeared with a pile of clothes to be altered. Two of the dresses were new and I gently told her they did not suit her. (Too short and baggy), She took it well and said her DH had made a similar comment. They are going back!
I was trying to work on one of the other dressess, mine, new, but too large, when the hospital unexpectedly rang to check on my progress.
Given my recent skin cancer diagnosis, the RA sister was quite concerned about my mouth and informed me, that I may have to stop all of my R.A drugs. That would be the last straw.
She also asked if my dentist had performed biopsies
I could not get her to understand that it had to be done by the dental hospital and the waiting list is long.
This is the R.A sister, who was sharp with me before, but on realising how awful I feel, she emailed my consultant, as she was speaking to me.
While I was on the phone, I spotted DH ( two rooms away ) in the living room, frantically waving his arms and gesticulating at something.
Rather than come and tell me, he was shouting something.
I was trying to hear what the nurse was saying, but it was so distracting. I tried to tell him that I was on the phone, but I am very hoarse and he is (in denial) deaf.
Then through the glass doors, I saw my friend standing beside him, she too, was unaware I was on the phone.
There was a four way converation going on, with my friend (two rooms away) saying that she had come to ask for advice about her BIL's funeral and the nurse trying to work out what on earth was going on.
My friend was mortified, when she eventually realised I was on the phone with the hospital, DH as usual was unrepentant!
How was he to know that I was on the phone? The clue may have been, that I was holding my phone and speaking into a phone! 🤬
When I went across the road to speak to my friend, she said she couldn't ask me in, because her DGD (Dollie's friend) had come home from school, covered in a rash and she was worriedcI would catch something.
His sister (anxious) at the best of times was becoming exceedingly worried about the funeral tomorrow and every time she spoke to the PP, he had given her conflicting information. She asked if I could help.
What I didn't say was that, he appears to becoming more and more confused and myself and my fellow sacristans are quite concerned. 😒
I did manage to sort things out last night before Mass.
On a lighter note; the money counters transport the Sunday collection to the bank in a small suitcase,
They had searched everywhere, but it had disappeared, nowhere to be found, until...... it was found yesterday in the parish Hall, with the fête donations.
Someone had
dumped put it in the locked cupboard, where I was storing the alcohol donations. When I saw it, along with a set of golf clubs, which had been donated, I assumed it was a donation!
I am an eejit! 🤣
I am praying BabyD has a nap, DD needs the dress for tomorrow night and and I will be busy at the funeral tomorrow.
I may have to stay up all night to finish it! 🤣
Wishing you all a pleasant day.
Praying your DD is improving, Gingster and you are feeling a wee bit brighter G.G. 💐
#Talented lady, GMattie