Agenda for today...

1) measure the the blood sugar of my daughter and give the first insulin shots of the day

2) make breakfast

3) comb the girls for school

4) drive husband home from garage (he had his car on service today), he leaves for work with a 3rd car

5) make the declaration of my late brother's sold house - mine, and my mother's (took all morning!)

6) pack clothes to be sent to the children's 2nd cousin (too small clothes for our girls)

7) brush the car from snow, drive to the post office to post the declarations and the parcel with clothes

8) walk (!!!) to pharmacy to buy some medicine and a support bindage for my daughter's anckle

9) make lunch

10) have lunch with husband

11) call the doctor for lab results

12) make another appointment with the doctor for Monday because she wants to examine something closer.. and this has nothing to do with asthma... new things are coming up all the time... Swallow tears and try to live on with disappointment for a while, it feels difficult to think about yet another thing that's wrong...

13) a short while online, organizing the payments for the next holiday trip to the Mediterranean, and I don't even know if I will be fit to go...

14) drive girls from school(s) to the parish hall where they have "Sunday" school on Fridays

15) go shopping, shop three bags with vegetables

15) discuss for a while with son

16) short while online, reading Twitter messages

17) drive girls home from the parish hall

18) watch tv with the girls, have a good talk about real beauty, i am proud of my girls and their opinions!

19) shortly online, chat with a good friend, avoid telling him much about my health, pass it with jokes

20) drive husband to the garage

21) husband cooks dinner and I get a huge portion of vegetables and I am happy

22) tell son I cannot get a video out of a cd and that he should try since he knows more about it than I do - but perhaps we never see it, I am afraid

23) send an offline message to explain the odd way our laptops work here

24) demand that son behaves and it raises a calamity but in the end the solution is satisfactory

25) comb the girls who have been to sauna

26) watch son lift his bicycle to the basement and the sauna shower room to melt from the snow and ice. He cycles 10 km each day, to work to the local tv station, back to home for lunch, and back to work again - in the snow and cold, and does not complain with a word. I am proud of him. On the other hand cycling makes thirsty and he has almost emptied "my" 1,5 liter bottle with mineral water - another calamity till I asked if husband could buy some more of it next time because he must be thirsty and just plain tap water is not always quite satisfactory if you sweat salts and other minerals too.

27) Now I am here - noticing that it is late, I am dead-tired - exhausted - been a short while on Twitter and met friends, cool - and still I have not done what I have promised already for several days: I have not written to my health (rather: illness) blog in Blogger and told what everything is going on now, and what is not.

Whooooofffff!!!! Call this sick leave?????????????????? Anyone????????????????????