Chipolatas, potatoes dauphinoise, green veg
This morning mum woke me up with a chirpy “would you like a cup of coffee?”, followed by a slightly sheepish “oh, sorry, I thought you were awake”. For the first time in over a month, she didn’t have a headache.
Sadly, that state of affairs lasted less than an hour before she was lying in a darkened room, clutching her head and sobbing “it hurts”. After a while the headache eased a bit, but only enough that mum could sit in the living room and only occasionally clutch at her head.
I placed a call to the GP surgery, and spent pretty much the whole day carrying my phone from room to room, waiting for the promised call back. By the time the call came, the headache had eased enough that mum was singing along with tv theme tunes (my standard indicator of how she’s feeling), and by an hour or so later she was making jokes and revelling in being headache free for the first time in weeks.
The person I spoke to at the GP practice seemed more concerned that I have so little support than about mum’s pain: she promised that a team member will call next week to discuss it, and I have a nasty feeling that I may have to do a firm redirection to get them to address the actual issue.
One good thing that came out of our conversation was that the results of the MRI mum had a couple of weeks ago are back, and show nothing of concern. Next week I will have to chase the memory service, as the MRI was carried out on their orders so they should now have the answers they need to give mum a proper diagnosis.
After all that I fancied something decadent for dinner, and a tray of potatoes dauphinoise, in the freezer from a meal deal earlier in the year, met the brief nicely. In removing it from the freezer, I found not one but two tubs of coffee ice cream. I guess mum didn’t eat them as quickly as I had thought, although she made a definite effort to do so this evening.
So that’s another week done, with nothing much achieved but mum feeling better. I’ll happily accept that as an outcome for the week, though.

