I've convinced the GP to let me continue to eat my way out of anaemia but he wouldn't concede on the beta blockers and the asprin until I've seen the surgeon (Thursday) and the oncologist (in two weeks' time). So I'll just keep popping the pills until then.
How I wish the sun would shine. It's always difficult coming back from camping. I want to rush outside again almost as soon as I've got home. If just a little blue sky might creep out from behind this thick cloud layer I'd be so much happier today - and so would the washing which dries by refuses to air sufficiently for me to bring it in. There is so much difference between dried washing and aired washing that doesn't feel cold and clammy - but not everyone understands that (she said thinking of someone very very close to her!)