A visit to the doctor.

We were up bright and early this morning.....well, perhaps early and not so bright.
Gizmo wanted to get up for a wee in the small hours....and our stairs are very steep and he is scared of them....wouldn't go down them in the dark.
Once we got back to bed I couldn't get over to sleep again. You know how it is....you mull things over in your head and your brain ends up whirring away. Not at all conducive to sleep.
When I was working, I used to spend such times planning my day.
Working out whether I would have enough beds to accommodate the incoming patients.....who were the patients who were going home....and who were the ladies we could transfer to the maternity unit, although we never liked to do that as many of our ladies had pregnancies that were in jeopardy....and the maternity unit is a particularly emotional place.
My staff used to think that I made snap decsions. I never let on that these contingency plans were made during the sleepless hour of 4am.......and I nearly always had a back up plan, or a plan B as we used to call it.
In that sleepless time this morning, I had all my last minute stuff done, the preparation for the dinner tomorrow....and my feet up having a glass of wine.
Hubby was up just after 6am as he had offered his services to take daughter and tiddler to see the Doctor. They needed to be there early doors to ensure an appointment.
Daughter rang and said that tiddler looked a bit better and that he had slept all night....she was thinking of not taking him to the surgery. She cited taking him out in the cold...blah, blah.
I said 'For goodness sake, your Pa's taking you....right to the door....rug the child up and take him, and yourself'......so she said she would go and get ready.

They had no problem getting an appointment, and they saw one of the doctors who I would trust myself.
He gave them both a thorough examination, they both had high temperatures and were told that they both had nasty chest infections, and tiddler also had an eye and ear infection.......they both came out clutching prescriptions and went to the pharmacy and came home with a bagful of stuff.
Daughter has to go back in the new year to have another chest examination and they will decide if she needs a chest x-ray then.....but the doctor thinks that her recurrent chest infections since September have weakened her chest....so she got a mild and kindly telling off....she explained that her work at Uni gets in the way of seeing a doctor....and was told that nothing should get in the way of her health.
So it wasn't a wasted trip.

We had talked of postponing our christmas lunch, but she thinks that now we should go ahead and have it as planned.......anyway, i'll be over there first thing in the morning to see what I can do by way of preparation.

Hope you all have a lovely Christmas.