I had an iron infusion this afternoon. A busy Day, wth a walk with Abe, an osteopath appointment, 45 minutes on hold to immigration, picking Little Miss up to buy some gifts for her friend (who has Covid), paying for my flights to the UK and taking Little Miss out driving.
Then I fed Abe and cooked dinner. I’m pooped. I can’t imagine how I’d survive the week without my ‘day off’!