Good morning all🙂
I woke up on 4.8, which is just an excuse for a biccie while I type this. I’ve got a diabetes consultant appointment at 10.00, though that’s a phone appointment. Like Robin, I intended this appointment to be a plea, but not for sensors, for a pump. Trouble is, I can’t turn on my doe eyed helpless charm on over the phone. Mind you, I haven’t tried that tactic since before I got married🙄
I could actually afford to self fund, but I don’t see why I should. I won’t tell that to the consultant, mind. I may be getting old, but I’m not daft. Or not completely, just yet.
I watched Cummings yesterday. I thought before he spoke he was either going to resign, or, if not, at least apologise and show a bit of contrition. He didn’t. Definitely not a gentleman. He even said they drove to Castle Barnard so he could check whether his eyesight was good enough for the long drive home. That gives the lie to everything he said. I used to be a magistrate, so I’ve heard one or two far fetched excuses in my time, but nothing quite as unbelievable as that. 🙄
Speaking of gentlemen, they say you can spot one because they wear braces rather than use a belt. True enough, I do. Nearly caught out yesterday, mind, I under Creonned a curry on Sunday night, so I was a tad squitty yesterday. Braces are not ideal if you need to whip off the breeks ASAP, so there were a couple of close calls, especially for the Libre sensor. Haven’t needed to whip off off the breeks that quick since before I was married, either.
Have a good day folks, I’ll let you know how I get on with this lady diabetologist. Should be fun.😉