Win none, lose a lot

I managed to get out and about today, but still didn't managed to do everything that I wanted to do like vital things such as go to rehab. I got caught up in trying to sort my mother out, organising medication for her knees as the doctor came a lot earlier than we thought and I missed him, trying to sort out a home help and personal care from Age UK and trying to sort out her digital box ready for the switch over.

All easy enough to sort until I tried to explain it to mother... Ooo I am an evil daughter! Have help... what am I thinking about! Anyone would think I'm trying to put her in a home not trying my hardest to keep her out of one.

Went home growling and pull up a load of weeds from a flower bed in temper and nearly killed myself in the process. Probably not as well as I'd like to think I am at the moment, but it got rid of my temper and although I've made a mess in the garden, it's a start.

I have the girls coming round tonight so I have done a good old winter lamb stew with pearl barley especially for Julie. I then hoovered, took two bags of bottles and jam jars to be recycled down to the village bottle bank and coloured my hair, so I haven't exactly been sitting on my laurels doing nothing. Have still got an orangey streak though.

I have also throw a load of vitamins into me to try and stop this niggling throat from accelerating into something worse. I don't want to go through another episode of my last infection thank you very much.

I think my ex man friend might have disappeared from the scene again, when late last night he phoned saying how much he wanted to see me and why haven't I got skype sorted out yet.
I explained again that I have changed just a smiggen and when I told him for about the hundredth about my oxygen, he did actually ask questions about when did I use it etc as of course it can't be all the time can it? Er yes and then guess what he had to dash off... well there's a surprise!

Win very few, lose quite a lot.

Lots of love Debbie x