Wild garlic chicken kyiv with roasted carrots and green beans

No posts for two days? Bad blogger. 😤

I would love to say I’ve been really busy, but mostly I’ve just been really tired. I’m not quite sure why – except the whole having a chronic illness while being a carer thing – but I seem to be viewing the world through a constant haze of weariness.

Mum continues to have problems with severe headaches and periods of dizziness, today paired with one of those horrible episodes of directionless fear and misery that I thought (hoped) we had seen the back of. There’s not much I can do for those other than repeatedly reassure mum that she’s safe, I’m not going to leave her, no-one’s going to take her away, and it’s fine for her to have a nap if she wants to.

Later this afternoon, mum started complaining that she had a headache again. I told her to drink some water, as she hadn’t had any liquid since we sat down together three hours earlier. Mum said she had had loads to drink; I assured her that she really hadn’t.

Mum pointedly downed two glasses of water; 20 minutes later I asked if her headache was better, and she somewhat reluctantly admitted it was. While I don’t think dehydration is always the cause of mum’s current headache problems, ot was nice that this one was and I could solve it so easily.

Dinner was wild garlic chicken kyivs from Tesco’s Finest range, a favourite of mine since pre-living with mum. I added a carrot (a very large carrot), chopped into pieces of varying shapes and sizes (because of knife wielding incompetence, not design) which roasted up beautifully in the butter that leaked out of the kyivs. Mum said “these orange bits are really nice”, which I took as quite a compliment. The green beans were cooked in the Michelin star-worthy manner of chucking some frozen ones into pan and stirring them around until hot.

(By which you may gather that the dairy-free experiment has been summarily abandoned, with no noticeable effect on mum’s health. I still think it’s something mum’s eating that’s causing all her symptoms, but what it is remains a mystery.)

And so that’s another day and another week done. I was intending to go shopping for a second-hand cat next week, but with multiple medical appointments for both mum and me, and the cleaner coming on Monday, it will have to wait until the following week. For now, I’ll just keep scrolling through the websites of various cat rescue organisations and dreaming. Or maybe the dreaming is more because I’m dozing off again.

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