Twellsy, I don’t actually 'like 'this post, of course. I am assuming that the steroids have affected your gums (if I’m wrong please tell me) and strict oral hygiene with prescribed paste and mouthwash will be essential. I’ll pour you a gin - to match mine - and tell you the tale of our day.
Sis and I went out shopping, Mr Bee went to the hospital to have a wrist ganglion checked out (blurry painful thing, incidentally). When we returned to the hive, we found a message on the 'phone from MiL. She had contacted the GP regarding a ‘numb arm’. He was sending an ambulance to take her to hospital. Mr Bee dispatched himself to pick up the Hospital Bag from MiL’s house and whizzed off to the hospital. Poor MiL is being kept in, as it is thought that she had had a minor stroke.
We were expecting friends forra takeaway at 19.00, but one of them (District Nurse, aged 61) was running late because of short-staffing grrrr) so I arranged a delivery for 20.00, by which time Mr Bee had returned and had time to 'phone BiL to ‘clue him in’ before our guests arrived for a really rather enjoyable skoff and natter.
We’ll be seeing Sis off, in the morn, and then find out what is going on with MiL. Say a little positive thing for her, Cellarites. She’s 95, has breast cancer and has been coping magnificently with life, but this arm thing is looking a bit concerning.