Resistant infection is burbling on. Every time I stop the antibiotics it just comes back. Argh.

It’s a bugger alright.

Meanwhile a short trip to Scotland to see eldest son and family. Big bag of meds and implant chargers and catheters and and and but we had fun. We made a visit to the distillery… was surreal. After a tour of the distillery. I left Daniel sampling whisky. Found the gin still. Talked to the man in charge. Was a really nice man. The process is fascinating. Science at its best.. I sipped a sip. Pewky drugs not really suitable for this I went back to the canapé source and was offered a tiny haggis thing… watching 150 people get louder and more pissed. A few messy casualties! #pewk. #wee mops and buckets were hastily put into service by the wonderful staff. I wandered off to watch the piper and his band. No one else clapped but me. Perhaps holding two glasses of whisky hampers coordination?

Then the cameraman came to me. ‘may I film you clapping? I’ll add some big applause edits to make it seem like there was more than one’. I readily agreed. Watch out Emma Thompson … I’m coming to a screen near you ‘ After awhile a rather flushed Daniel appeared. We found our minibus and drove off into the snowy night! No paracetamol needed for me. As for D a little paracetamol needed …. perhaps his knee is playing up?

Now back to the fray as it were. My mother’s urgent two week cancer pathway treatment has now been delayed yet again. The vascular surgeon needs to assess her suitability for surgery. Fair enough. The appointment letter has come through on the portal which she can’t access but which I’ve hacked into.

Vascular appointment with Mr ABC. April 2024 ! What?

NHS is absolutely broken

Watch this space I’m ready to battle it out