What Day is it Anyway.Sunday 25th Through Tuesday 27th April 2020.

Why is Linda hosting this post.

She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

Well it’s still out there but lots of people have decided to flout the rules , not everyone but enough so as we notice more cars on the road, more people out. The weather has been lovely and so people have been venturing further afield. Those who flout the rules are selfish and stupid sadly they will only prolong the pandemic. Covid19 has not left the building. The line “Don’t act like a dick cos’ you’ll make others sick” really is true.

Politicians and businesses are wanting to open the country up but be honest it might take time but the country can recover from an economic crisis with time but once you’re dead you are dead!

Yes it’s confusing.

Groundhog Day.

Awake at stupid o’clock, see to Ruby, hubby up at sensible o’clock he took Ruby for her walk I did the house. The hubby had to take hearing aid batteries and wax guards to the hospital for his mum. The ward had rung and said as they were wearing masks and eye protectors she needed to be able to hear. That was another reason I couldn’t sleep, I was worried sick about hubby going to the hospital. But it’s his mum and so he went. He dropped off the batteries band wax guards, I managed to get him to wear a mask and he took his hand gel with him. He said the hospital was empty, he only saw two people when he was on his way to the ward.

We had a quiet afternoon, when he rang the hospital to see how his mum was the hospital told him she wanted some cloths and bits. Horror of horror, for me he agreed to go again the next day. So his brother who is staying at her place packed a suitcase for her.

In the evening we had a virtual drink with our friends who live up the road. We have a video call a couple of drinks and lots of laughs, boy we needed those laughs!

Queue happy song!

And so to Monday.

Not much sleep again, and the morning started just as yesterday did. Hubby walked Ruby, then he headed off to his mum’s house to pick up the suitcase. Then on to the hospital. I cleaned the house, and did my exercise class. Then hubby rang, how was the hospital was it quieter or busier……. It was the same. Did he wear his mask……. Yes he did. Then he dropped the bomb shell. They told him to come on to the ward? “You can’t stand in the hallway” they had said. He did as he was told. His mother’s nurse spoke to him , he had his mask on but she had taken hers off. She gave him an update. ….He didn’t see his mum of course. As he was just at the door end of the ward.

Well if I was worried for his safety before I was now scared ridged for him. It’s strange he does what he does for his mother because he loves her, I worry sick because I love him.

So home he comes, I find it hard not to show I am upset so I do the ironing, he phones the hospital and they offer to do a zoom call, as we have no idea how she is. We have the call in the afternoon , it was really difficult to tell how she really is. It was like the first call the other week. There is a lot of confusion but flashes of clarity, that’s a good sign.

I really can’t remember what happened the rest of the afternoon or evening, apart from it was stressful.

Queue Happy Song.

And so to Tuesday.

Another disturbed night though this time It was due to cramp . Another groundhog start to the day.. After breakfast we took Ruby for her walk, got soaked. Home did house Hubby did the shopping, we try to go once every 10days. I had several phone calls from friends and family. I warmed through a homemade vegetable soup for our lunch with some fresh bread rolls it was good.

Just before he took Ruby for her walk hubby checked the out the drains, it now looks like we have a problem with the downstairs toilet deep joy!

I have had enough. I am getting upset now, ever heard of the straw that broke the camels back?

Arrrrrrrrrgh!
Stay home save lives
Be safe.

This is part of LindaGHill’s #WDIIA.

PS. Plumber coming tomorrow 💜

PPS. They have asked if Mother in Law would be a guineapig for the new drug to combat Covid19 . She is 100, had two seizures… We said NO.

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