Tuesday

Work was busy.

Carol unwell but negative. She did what was necessary and then went home.

One poor chap had a mishap. He and his wife both have dementia and live alone with a nearby daughter keeping her eye on them. This weekend he gave himself a shave but didn't know when to stop. His face is raw and swollen and there was a lot of blood. He was sleepy and quiet this morning but brightened up this afternoon.  I winced just by looking at him.

Something was going on in the street outside. 

A chilly day.