Morning everyone was deliberately staying off for a few days as felt I was moaning too much.
I have started on HRT and I have lost my appetite completely! This is a good thing as I could do with losing 1-2 stones and if it does nothing else, makes me feel a bit happier.
Non conclusive hospital visit on Wednesday. Consultant looked bemused that DM was back - well I didn’t set the appointment up did I? - and the CT scan showed nothing. I did my own googling afterwards and discovered that CT scans often don’t show if the patient has had a series of mini strokes, so it would have been nice if consultant had shared that information. He suggested that maybe DM could do daily exercises and seemed surprised I didn’t live with her. He then asked if I had siblings or anyone else who could help, to which he got a flat No. We mutually agreed that DM didn’t need to see him again.
Due to having to rebook the ambulance transport hastily DM was very late for the appointment. I may have ended up in tears with the lovely nurse as every tiny little thing sets me on edge, she gave me a nice cup of tea.
Thankfully flurry of appointments is over for now. DH and I should- fingers crossed- be going on holiday on Monday. I have vaguely mentioned it to DPs but DF will have forgotten and if I give DM details I suspect an anxiety attack, so I will not mention it on the phone and email DF on Monday ( he may or may not pick up his emails and he may or may not tell DM, frankly I don’t much care anymore).