Slept badly as my partner is refusing to have an operation, and refusing all psychiatric investigations. But he wants to come "home" and his family want to see him happy. BUT........ he is getting weaker every day because he won't get out of bed - except to go to the bathroom with nurses to help. I made a sort of compromise by saying there is no way he can come back to me without having an assessment of his level of care needed and a legal guardian to take care of his financial and other matters.
Three things accomplished today:
Three things accomplished today:
- I worked 6 hours at the surgery and cleared up the backlog of hospital reports and lab results (Among all the paperwork, there was only one death and 4 positive Corona tests)
- Admired my new kitchen which still requires sockets to be connected up, and the new doors and radiator will be fitted in summer. So, I read the instructions for the fridge, cooker, hob, etc. and cleaning do's and don'ts (mostly don'ts!)
Found out that my bottles of cleaning materials are all too tall to fit in the kitchen drawers - when I mentioned this at work, it seems to be a general problem with these new kitchens with lovely big drawers but no floor-level cupboards. I was advised to buy new containers, label them accordingly and fill them with the appropriate liquids. I could not do too much in the kitchen as the silicone seals have to dry properly. - Wanted to wash down the inside of the fridge and went to get a bowl of water.
I came back to this: