I forgot to mention that Husband had a tooth out on Tuesday. He also had an optician's appointment but that is less interesting. Apparently the tooth came out quite easily.
He managed to bleed again over the pillowcase, for three nights. Another pillowcase I'll have to get rid of as it's impossible to get blood out no matter what the washing powder adverts say. Or perhaps Husband just has particularly strong blood.
He's still on paracetamol, which is also helping his knee, which he managed to twist getting out of the car yesterday. Honestly he shouldn't be let out on his own. Oh, wait, I was with him when he twisted his knee.
No further news from hospital about anything so all plans, thoughts etc, about the next few months are up in the air. Not that we had any plans . . .
Not plans involving Husband that is. I realised this morning I agreed, in one of my more hopeful moods, to take a table at a local book fair on 5th October, and that I should check my book supplies.
Finding them lacking I've placed an order. I should perhaps look for other markets at which to set up a stall otherwise I'll be left with a pile of books gathering dust. (I had to rub the dust off the ones I'd secreted away in boxes.)
4 comments:
Good luck at the local book fair!
Wishing your husband better health. I hate dentistry myself.
By gum, that man has his problems.
Let's hope the talk, and the book fair, go well. Are you autographing books?
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