The merry go round

When I was driving in this morning, I was singing along to the 'Travelling Wilbys' song 'Everybody needs somebody to lean on' and I thought how true is that.
I am happy with my life even with my body's little hiccups, but after last night of returning home from rehab after a full day at work, sorting out mother's evening meal, ironing, cooking my tea, watering the plants, talking to mother again...who is fast losing her marbles and more sometimes then others... and trying to fit in a bath; I'd love to have someone say that they'd cook while I did the ironing, mind you knowing my luck, I probably would have to lean on them to make them do anything!
I then woke up early this morning and remembered that I hadn't put the rubbish out... great... an early morning dash across the dew covered lawn in my slippers and dressing gown, only to loose a slipper on the wet grass. I had to bend down to slip it back on again only to have my robe fall open and expose my bust to the early morning dog walkers. Probably be a mass exodus of dog walkers taking another route to the playing fields tomorrow rather than be traumatized again and that's just the dogs.

I had to go back to have my eyes re-tested on my way to work too this morning, as the optician comment of I should be able to drive without my glasses on, didn't work out very well for me. Apart from having a few extra grey hairs, I was quite shaky as I could not see the road signs and couldn't even make out clearly the number plate of car in front of me. Plus I tried reading the 20foot writing in the cinema and yes you guessed it... blurred.
I sure the optician thought I was making it up when I said I couldn't see things properly, as the tests in the room worked out in favour of their eye test, but put into practise outside... err no. He even had me standing outside with the silly glasses with all the gadgets and knobs on looking at signs!
Through a gritted teeth smile, he said that he would put in the same distance lenses as before, but their upgraded short distance lenses. So I could have two pairs of gorgeous looking glasses coming that I can't see through and be two hundred quid worse off.
Really getting cheesed off with the medical profession at the moment.

Well tonight, I have to sort out mother's dinner and sort out her letter to her cousin who she has written to for about thirty years, but now can't remember who she is. Cook my dinner, finish off my ironing and water the plants yet again. Still at least I don't have to put out the rubbish!

Lots of love Debbie x