Windy Monday

So good to wake up to sunshine and blue sky, after a night disturbed by worries about making a complaint to OFCOM about TalkTalk's incompetent handling of closing our broadband account. It's hard to focus if the meds are messing with your ability to think. I had a message from Sara to say she'd arrived home after travelling for twenty four hours.

I went to the GP surgery after breakfast with my prescription renewal form, conscious that it can take 48 hours to process the request, I'll have run out of meds before then. I think the staff were aware of the email I sent about the surgery website glitch. I was relieved of the paper renewal forms, and told the prescription would be ready at two this afternoon. It seems a new electronic system is being put into place with the pharmacy across the Kings Road, so that it will be possible for patients to renew prescriptions directly. I'm not sure how this will work. Another phone app probably.

As I approached the surgery entrance, I stopped to allow a woman to pass in front of me. On the whole I'm steady on my feet. I feel less agile at the moment due to the impact of the meds so I'm extra cautious when moving around outdoors. A violent blast of wind nearly blew me over. I just avoided a collision that would have toppled both of us. Quite unnerving. On the way home, empty rubbish bins that had been blown over obstructed the pavement. Pedestrians were walking past them with prams, on the edge of the pavement with traffic approaching them from behind, too close for comfort given the random gusts of wind. Weather warning phone apps cannot protect anyone on foot if they disregard potential hazards in their environment.

After the surgery, I went to Tesco's for a few groceries. I bought a packet of rye flour, as Clare was half way through preparing a batch of mixed grain bread when she realised she'd run out. I bought slices of turkey breast from the fresh meat chiller compartment. I haven't seen turkey meat on sale post Christmas for many years. I popped them in the oven to slow roast when I got home.

After a veggie pasta lunch, I returned to the GP surgery to collect my prescription, and was told that the meds request had been emailed to the pharmacy and would be ready for collection. I received three out of the four items prescribed and must return for the fourth tomorrow afternoon. I was given Clare's Cal-cd prescription to take home with me as well. I picked up a leaflet from the counter announcing the switch to electronic prescription ordering, with information about the phone app, and relevant website. One less piece of paper to lose at the eleventh hour. I just have to be sure not to misplace my phone!

By this afternoon the ill effect of my meds was less pronounced than usual, interfering less with thinking, and I was less sleepy than before despite losing an hour's sleep last night. Does it have anything to do with switching to chamomile tea I wonder? It is regarded for its mild anti-hypertensive and diuretic properties and as a soporific. I've noticed that I don't pee quite such a large volume in the night. I guess I'll find out in the course of time.

I went out for a teatime walk and forgot to put on my smart watch which had been on charge. I used my phone's pedometer to make a guesstimate of my walk in Llandaff Fields, to make sure I spent enough time exercising, even if it won't be on record - a bit obsessive I know, but I know that discipline keeps me fit. That's what counts.

After supper, I got to work on collecting digital photos of Rhiannon since birth, from several albums, to use for a 21st birthday slideshow video. A fiddly job to say the least. Tomorrow I'll enlist Clare's help to record a sound track. Talyaan has requested a selection of video material to turn into a birthday compilation. Heavens - how 21 years just slips by!