Diary, March 2024, Wednesday, the 27th of March

 Jonathan is miserable this morning.

He doesn’t really want to go to school

I’ve made him his lunch, which, of course he usually does for himself, but he just wasn’t up to it.

I found and started to complete the decks form for his decks yesterday, but I’ve left it now as I need to Choose the battles I fight fight with the battles fight.

I’m feeling very down.

I’ve loaded the dishwasher and set it to run. I’ve loaded the washing machine and set it to run. I’ve put the rubbish out and I’ve put out the dryer recycling.

I amended my shopping order. I’ve brought it forward to Friday evening instead of Saturday morning is itself as forward from Sunday morning but there was no deliveries on Sunday morning as it’s Easter. I’d rather glad there was one on good Friday evening

I’ve managed to get the cost down to £45.53. I’ve had toilet rolls. This one has wine in it for the first time in two months. This is because it’s the bank holiday and because I feel down.

Yesterday, my alcohol units were up a little from one point one unit of an evening to 2.2 units of the evening.

The good thing is that I opened the can of beer. I didn’t finish drinking the whole of it, and the rest of it is in the fridge..

There are five jobs that need doing. Dishwasher, washing machine, rubbish, Pat, lunch, sugars and any technical work for sugars like speaking to the diabetes team or completing the dexcom form.

I take my own tablets and monitor my heart rate. I learn a little Danish.

I let Jonathan’s dad know what’s happening and monitored John journey on 360. He’s on the bus and it’s on its way. It is just before 8 am now.

If I’m to complete a mental health blog, then I need a little time on my own thoughts.


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