“I...

...am not letting mum go.”

Popeye is on my tummy. I have been out half the day since early. So, he he missed me.

I had a hospital appointment this morning for my cochlear processor. Some alterations in settings. But it turned out it had not been set properly in the first place.

There was a lot more stuff. But my brain was fried, so much info. I reached saturation point. It took all morning, so I was exhausted when I got home.

Sleeping now and Popeye asleep as well. My eyes keep closing, so I’ll sign off now,