Murphy interferes

Wow, what a week - good morning everyone, I hope that this finds everyone well and ready for the new week. Last week we had a Sub Arctic cold front blast through and sweep up into the rest of the country, this front well and truly dumped winter in our laps 😁. I said to Hubby on Friday that it was the coldest weather we've had since moving down, one of our locals recorded a temperature of 3c at the beach at 18.00 on Thursday evening, that is not extremely low as far as the rest of the country is concerned but for here it was a new low and inland temperatures of up to -15 c were recorded in various places. There is snow on all the surrounding mountains even though the last two days were deliciously moderate - cold outside and warm in the sun. I'm not sure about everyone else but for me, this year has been much more difficult than last year on many different levels. In preparation for a scheduled surgical procedure today I spent the entire week catching up with the baking (Hubby has to have his store), cooking, washing nails, hair etc. I figured that if everything was done and dusted then I would be able to convalesce with a clear mind....... well clearly in typical Murphy's Law fashion nothing ever goes according to plan. On Friday the three of us 'hitched the wagon' early, embracing the bitter cold and set off to do the monthly grocery/everything shop (all part of my plan). With the impending surgery (more about it to follow in a future blog) I had to go for a CoVid test 72 hours before admission, not a problem, I wasn't exactly pleased to have to do it but was in and out in literally 7 minutes before we 'hit' the shops and ran ourselves ragged eventually arriving home after 15.00 and then the task of unpacking and storing everything away. By that time and on Saturday I was in a full on flare and exhausted but thought it was worth it. Until late Saturday afternoon ...... I received a call from a number I did not recognize to hear my Surgeon on the line, she was phoning to tell me that my CoVid test was positive ????????? After more than fifteen months of CoVid lockdowns and barely going anywhere, just when I needed things to go smoothly this, I was actually speechless especially as I am A Symptomatic. Good grief. I am now on a half a dozen more vitamins and immune boosters , and under her orders to take it easy, as well as the fact that the three of us are now isolating and Surgery is postponed. This has loomed up for weeks now, and just on Saturday I thought to myself "ok,in two days this is going to be history" ..... well not quite, apparently. Because I am A Symptomatic and 'intend' staying that way 🙂, the Surgeon is hoping to have me retested Wednesday or Thursday and all being well, then scheduling the Surgery for the following week. I am standing strong on God's Word and promises of healing although I will admit to feeling very frustrated and emotional. To take my mind off things yesterday I began crocheting the little cat cave/nest for Zeepha, It takes great concentration to follow the pattern 😄😄. Poor little Zeepha she really struggles with the cold and despite wearing her jersey I still find her sitting next to the cooking pot or in any available patch of sun. Last week whilst loading some of the building supplies he needs for the deck, my dear Hubby managed to slice open his ring finger on galvanized flashing. He arrived home with a blood soaked handkerchief wrapped around it and not particularly bothered. When I looked I was not happy, anyway against my request to go for a stitch, I cleaned it up and put plaster etc on. The next day it was still open and bleeding but by then it was too late for stitches so eventually I sent him off to the Sister at the chemist who used steri strips and a splint and gave him a Tetanus shot. Praise the Lord it has healed well and is now closed although I am insisting on him keeping it wrapped. Such fun ...... not !!!!!!!!!! Apart from BabyBear having had some form of food poisoning over the weekend whilst they were away, she is on the mend thank God, as is everyone else who went with them. The only person not to get sick was BigBear. It was also our little U.K. Grandson's 11th birthday on Friday, it feels like one minute he was five and now he is about to start high school, it was really good to do a quick face to face chat with them in Saturday afternoon and he seems so grown up, where oh where does the time go? Well folks, a very different kind of week for me, but it is what it is and now it's time to get on with a new week and find myself things to keep busy with hmmmmmm 👀🤔🤔. I want to wish you all a wonderful week, please stay safe, keep sanitizing and social distancing and stay well. Weather wise I think it will be a quieter week so stay warm folks and as always thanks for your continued support and readership of these glimpses into my life, you guys rock. Ciao ciao. View of the snow on the Greyton mountains on our way home on Friday.