Saturday and I wake up late feeling the soreness of yesterdays jab and the expenditure of spoons from the night out, which was well worth it. I do my vitals, again all good, and then have breakfast. While I have spoons enough I try to sort out the water butt tower that has collapsed in the back garden by the new patio. It takes a while to drain the tanks and to tidy up the spillage. By the time I am done I am pretty much out of spoons. At 11 0’clock I discover my youngest grandson is in A&E with breathing difficulties, It’s going to be a long day.

In the afternoon I watch the FA cup final while keeping an eye on my messages. The whole family does, its a tricky time. By the time the match is over my youngest grandson is sleeping but the hospital is going to keep him in over night. The family take the easy way out for a meal in the evening by ordering in an Indian. The evening is a binge watch of Rebus all the time keeping an eye on the messages. Finally its time to take my night meds and go to bed and try to get some sleep. I am hoping that tomorrow can be a gentle day, there is a need to get some peace and quiet .