To day has how ever decended into one of those days I dreaded.
Got DB up around 11am, washed, shaved and hair washed. Into the sitting room. He felt sick, laid him back in the chair and waited for the dizzy which I knew of old would follow. He ate his lunch and then said he felt as if he was going to pass out. I managed to get him into bed before he did, more by luck than judgement..........I know I cannot cope with this on my own, had he passed right out he would have taken me with him to the floor.
Just been to check on him, appears to be asleep. I will have to wake him around 3 pm for his injection.
I was going to go into the garden, but changed my mind, feet up reading for a while, I have to do macaroni cheese for supper with tomato and celery salad, might do that to get it out of the way.
DB got up for his supper was back in bed straight after, again I had to get him from the sitting room into bed. I am exhausted. I have just been out to water the garden, the blasted hose leaked and I am wet through to my knickers.
Fed up so going to bed.