Fish and chips off the menu, brain scan done

 I can't remember if I was diagnosed with wheat intolerance, gluten intolerance or both years ago, too long ago now to remember.  I guess I've always sort of thought of them both being more or less the same thing anyway.  In practical terms, I don't think it makes much difference, I just assume I'm intolerant to most 'normal' flours and baked goods made of normal flours.

Yesterday evening we had our fish and chips sitting in the car on the seafront - I didn't want to eat outside the car as I didn't fancy being divebombed by seagulls, of which there are a lot there.  I forgot to ring up and order the GF battered fish in advance - you can just ask for it when you're there, but being a Friday evening it was very busy and they said there would be a 15 or 20 min wait for GF fish (which obviously has to be cooked separately), so I just had the ordinary batter.  Betty and I shared my cod and chips, we had half each, although neither of us ate all the batter.  Betty certainly enjoyed hers, as did I, but I did think it tasted rather oily for my liking now, my tastebuds have changed over the past few months.  And, guess what, I had a reaction to the meal, probably to the batter - stomach and bowel upset in the early hours.  So now I know, both pasties and fish n chips are still off the menu for the next few weeks at least.

Husband's brain scan took an awfully long time - 45 minutes, his last one a few years back only took about 15 mins.  I was getting a bit worried and just thinking about asking the receptionist to find out if he was ok when he then came out, finally.  During the time he was in there, around a dozen other people went in, had their procedures and came back out before him.  Mind you, it's a diagnostic centre for all sorts of x-rays and scans, not just MRI brain scans, so the others could have been having different procedures.  Husband said he had 5 scans altogether, by the time he came out he said his head was spinning, the machine is exceptionally noisy, he could barely even hear the Meatloaf Bat Out of Hell soundtrack he'd requested.  We won't be getting the results anytime soon, there's a backlog apparently, as seems to be normal nowadays.

Cloudy and hazy today, not much sun but very warm and humid.  Heatwave forecast from Monday, I would rather it was just plain hot than humid and sticky, humidity makes me feel quite ill.  For the first time in ages, we've actually got nothing on the calendar for next week, no medical appointments for either of us, so at least we don't have to do anything or go anywhere if it's too hot.

One of husband's sisters, the next one down in age from him, has just been diagnosed with a form of asbestosis/lung cancer.  She's said she doesn't want chemotherapy as she doesn't want to lose her hair!  Up to her of course, but personally I'd rather have my life than my hair.  It's not just the loss of hair I know, chemo can make people feel very ill indeed.  I guess none of us know how we'd cope with things until we actually have to.