Husband's phone consultation didn't take very long - the surgeon merely said that in view of the fact that it's been over 2.5 years since he had the last round of prostate tests, and the machine was broken when he went for one of the repeat tests last week, he'll need to have all of them done again, and of course he couldn't say how long that would take to arrange. So husband is unfortunately another casualty of the pandemic situation.
I rang the surgery, again, to see if my xray results were back.....still no, the receptionist said it appears the delay is because the hospital have so many staff off sick with covid. So both husband and I can do nothing but wait. Frustrating, but there you go.
So yesterday I made 4 single portion lasagnes and 3 double portions of chilli. I also made a dozen chocolate, banana and walnut muffins. Everything now frozen. I delegated the bathroom cleaning and bedroom hoovering to husband - he had nothing else to do after his phone call and then waiting for the mechanic to arrive late in the afternoon. I did washing and tumble dried half of it, the rest I put on the airer upstairs, then sorted out another load to go in the machine and be done overnight. I'd bought a big block of Cheddar in the freezer store on Monday (it was cheaper than buying ready grated), so I grated all of that and froze it - I use a lot of grated cheese.
Had a WhatsApp chat with my sister - her daughter, who has fibromyalgia, is just getting over covid, she's been quite poorly with it. All our neighbours who had it seem to have recovered well, no new cases so far here....well, not that I've heard. I did notice on Monday when we were in the freezer shop that hardly anyone else was wearing a mask - I don't understand people, infections are rising rapidly again here in Somerset and both major hospitals are telling people not to attend if they don't have to, as covid is rife in both of them and they're so short handed with staff off sick with it. Frankly, husband and I are both surprised that we haven't caught it.....Yet!
The mobile mechanic (who is fast becoming a good friend!) is a bit baffled as to what's going on with the car warning lights. He said what he thinks is the problem (it all went over my head so I'm not even going to attempt to explain) and is of the opinion that the warning lights may well keep coming on....even though he's fairly sure there's not actually a problem with the new switch he fitted. We've to ring him again the next time it happens and he'll come and have another check.