Only if it’s the middle finger…
Now at the Cancer Centre for Claire’s blood transfusion and iron infusion today. Absolutely clear roads for once and a beautiful sunrise. Frost.
Hope everything goes well and that Claire feels perkier after treatment.
With any luck Claire will already be feeling much better. Hope it all went well.
I’m parked in the waiting area but I glimpsed her a few minutes ago wheeling the IV stand around the treatment area a lot more vigorously than when I left her. Her lungs are not the size they were pre-op, of course, and she didn’t sleep very well last night, but it looks like there’s been an improvement .
Went for a nice pub lunch with my sister and niece / goddaughter who turned 30 last week.
Just had this lot parade past my front door.
Which is nice.
Just broke a tooth off at the gum line. Fuck.
Exactly. It had been heavily rebuilt following root canal about 15 years ago. At least it is not hurting. Dental work and £££ incoming
Small mercies…
Or maybe outgoing!
Best of luck, hopefully it will remain pain free
Fuck ! Hope it remains painless.
On a similar note; I’m off to the Dentist on Wednesday for my annual check up. Hopefully, all will be well.
I’ve been down to the banks of the Mersey, just to see how high and rough it is given the weather. A tad rough and blowy with the occassional spray soaking the foolhardy.
All the dogs out for a walk thoroughly enjoying themselves, throwing caution and commands to the wind. Quote of the day from one exasperated owner after calling his dog back unsuccessfully " Oi numbnuts, I’m freezing my fucking bollocks off here you four legged twat " . Happy days.
Searching for Gizmo our hamster. I came down this morning to find the lid of his cage off and Gizmo gone. After escaping the cage he had climbed down over 1m from the unit. He was nowhere to be seen. We still have boxes everywhere after the move. I moved everything and looked everywhere. Absolutely no paid work was done. I had come to the conclusion that he was gone forever. At 20.30 he casually trotted out from under a kitchen unit towards my feet. I’d looked under there a few times. I think he was asleep behind the dishwasher. I covered him with a colander and after getting him into his carry case, I took him back to his cage. He climbed straight in and went straight to his water bottle for a long drink. Phew.
Armed with a chainsaw on a pole the tree overhanging my garage’s days are numbered. Sadly so were my days with the chainsaw on a pole. A good and capable friend instantly seized the contraption, pointed out I was dangerous enough with a potato peeler and proceeded to get lop happy whilst I dodged falling branches - This was not the virile man work I’d envisaged!
H&S Conniptions incoming
To be fair, your friend doesn’t know shit about doing that stuff safely either I’m afraid.
Armchairexpertman to the rescue!