Getting back to what we call normal

Got my year's first haircut on the 6th so don't look quite so feral.  It was a few weeks overdue, so I'd been around hospitals looking like I might have lived on the street fairly recently :-)   

I last saw M on Saturday to help her out;   she was fine on Sunday and the minions from Shine Services were back at work today so I can stand down some.  Still haven't heard from them about the extra assistance but am familiar with what happens to a manager's inbox when they're on leave.  Not expecting immediate response, shall we say.

M has told me if she goes into hospital again, she wants to go to Hollywood Hospital, not Charlie's.   Yes, Charlie's is a good hospital and has more staff than Hollywood, because Hollywood, a private hospital, is stingy with pay, M told me.  But they have a la carte dining for their patients.  I kid you not;  M would rather have the better food than the more nurses.  I have sincerely now heard everything, I'm sure.

( saga of the skip bin )

I already had some lower back pain - from hospital chairs, I've told M - and plan to get a back massage, which I've saved until I did this.  Oh boy, that is going to feel good.  Well, eventually.

As I write,  thunder and lightning began outside and now we have RAIN!