What a dreadful day it was yesterday! My husband had some dental work done at our local hospital a week last Thursday. Yesterday, Sunday, he woke up with the left side of his face up like a balloon and very sore. To cut a long story short, we had to go back to the hospital and because it was Sunday, had to wait for a consultant dentist to come in. We were there all morning. The problem is that my husband is on anticoagulants following a coronary and that is why our dentist didn't want to do this rather difficult extraction.
Anyway! I had made contingency plans for bad days, but they all went to pot yesterday and I had a chicken sandwich out of the machine AND a glass of milk. So what? I'm not in a race, this week has turned out to be put politely, challenging.