In fairness, I should have added one small bit of good news to yesterday’s post.
Despite a couple of lapses of memory in taking my anticoagulants I managed to pass the blood test, with a result of 2.4 against a target of 2.5. I may not be getting any better at remembering the tablets, but I am getting better at correcting things.
That means I have three weeks until the next test.
I also managed to get in and out without incurring car parking charges, so that was another bonus.
Sometimes you need to look for the little chinks of light.