What next?

As if yesterday wasn’t bad enough, this morning Mr C had a call from the GP telling him his pacemaker reading has thrown up another heart issue. He is to start on blood thinners from tomorrow.

It is hard to stay positive - #3 daughter isn’t wanting to see us, even outside, because she feels she or the children will be likely to get Covid now Sunderland where she works near, in on the “at watch” list, and she’s worried for us. #2 can’t see us because James has another week of isolation. And unlike Wales and Scotland, in England groups of 6, by law from Monday the most that can meet in or out, INCLUDES children.

A friend in Dunblane phoned in tears as she is so down. Her grandsons hardly speak after school, when she goes to help out, just rush to play on their gadgets. And her 50 year old drug addict other son is in a bad way. She tries to help him out with food but now he is taking Rock so she’s trying to get help from a family support group in Drumchapel.

Sleeping badly doesn’t help - though I did drop off at 2.30 am assisted by Melvyn and guests discussing protons. But I was awake for the day at 6.45. Once the foot is weigh bearing I’ll can get out for walks which should help not only with sleeping, but will lift the spirits.

This is my knitting project, another beanie. I like the colours though in fact the blue is more navy.