I cannot believe M Kaz locked me in the cupboard! What did I do (besides hissing at Dr Donna yesterday)? She had about another minute before I started screaming Jannie down if she didn’t let me out of there. It was pretty cramped moving around all the stuff they keep in the cupboard under the bench in the kitchen – no, I’m not going to go into details. And in retrospect, I shouldn’t have gone into the cupboard either. How was I to know M Kaz didn’t see me go in there? I know I’m not always where the Mummies expect to find me but I’m always somewhere – and I have to think M Kaz wasn’t even looking for me after she’d cleared out and stacked the dishwasher. I know she always checks in the dishwasher before she starts it – and then to be (neurotically) sure she always makes sure she “sights” me before closing the door and pushing START. Pity she didn’t check the cupboard where I actually was. But it’s okay. I’m out now – and planning my rev … wait, forget that bit.
Poor M Sooz hasn’t fared well in her first week of her double-dose chemotherapy. She was in enough pain to have a Telehealth consultation with her GP so she could get some heavy-duty pain relief. Who knew the 3-times-a-day Panadol Osteo regime wouldn’t even come close to easing the pain. The ‘big’ painkillers are helping but she is not her best self at the moment. The good news is that the bruises from where she took the tumble the other night are fading.
Nigella ... 