The 26th of August.
Today did not begin brilliantly but has greatly improved. I woke up super early for no discernible reason, so I put on the Today programme which usually sends me back to sleep, but then more NHS cuts was the main story and it just made me so mad that then I was awake.
I watched Zoo on Netflix until it was a socially acceptable time to get up, then I spent my morning writing a blog post and avoiding the news. I cannot listen to it because it just enrages me so.
Sadie is home for the bank holiday, so I met up with her at Yorks for the afternoon. We had a great time discussing her housemate’s very-swiftly-moving relationship, the saga of getting Nadia in the cat carrier, Bake Off and The Chronicles of Nadiya. She is like a Nadiya in her family, as since she has been backpacking on her own, now some of the other women in her family have been able to go travelling (but only to places she’s been). She loved the Cookie Jar Cat and can’t show her dad because he’ll be jealous and annoyed that it’s not for him. When he specifies what he wants, I’ll make him something!
Mommy picked me up, and on the way home we stopped at Tesco so she could get some orange jelly because she’s making Jaffa Cakes, and I bought ice cream because reasons.
The 27th of August.
Woke up today to the sound of Daddy throwing up a lot. That went on pretty much all morning, until Mommy went to see the pharmacist who gave her some travel sickness tablets which seem to have worked. He has this thing called Ménière’s disease which is a disorder of the inner ear. Usually he just feels a bit off-balance and it affects his hearing – he’s felt a bit sick before but never had the kind of severe vertigo and vomiting he was having this morning. He’s downstairs now, has had some toast and is now going to have an egg because he’s wild. Good thing we had no cinema trip planned!
I have had a quiet day of mainly crocheting; I’m making a sheep for one of the daughters of Philippa, who is the Youth Worker for the liver team. Then I’m doing a cat for her other daughter. I’m also supposed to make Oo Oo the monkey from Raa Raa the noisy lion for the son of James, my liver consultant, but there are literally zero crochet patterns for that on the internet so I don’t know what I’m going to do instead.
I also had a phone call from Sheila about a potential adopter for Nola. I’ve rung her and she’s coming round tomorrow!