When I got up this morning I only had two things to do, go see my Mum and take Ray to a funeral (his brother-in-law's mother's) at 3.30pm. Then a friend called and could we meet for lunch? I said, okay, but we've got a busy day. Then Ray asked me to go to the pharmacy to pick up his pills, only he seemed to be short a prescription.Well to get a script we have to see the doctor.

It all turned into a very big deal with each event taking more time and me getting later and later and more frustrated. I don't know if I will be late for my own funeral but was for Nora's!! Luckily the usher got us in up the back and not too many people noticed and we did stop for afternoon tea and caught up with a few people so the day wasn't wasted. And we did enjoy a very brief lunch with our friends with promises on both sides to do it again soon and allow more time for the next one.

I find a good day is when we do a couple of things, four in one day is far too much. For both Ray and I it goes by in a blur. But sometimes that is the way life goes. Now he is sleeping and will probably wake up a little groggy but tomorrow is Saturday and not a lot planned so will let him rest up most of the day.

Doctor's report is another matter althogether. When we had all the "bad news" it was a blow but I said to Ray it's nothing we really didn't know already, it is just that when you have all you're suffering from listed together it sounds pretty devastating. And we all know that doctor's predictions are not necessarily accurate, so don't let's panic yet. So far, so good.Sue.