The Night Shift

It's been a while since I did one of these!  Benedict has had five hypos in the last twelve hours and the last two have been in quick succession very late on in the evening, hence my still being up at 1am!  Bless him, he was ever so good as I had to wake him twice to treat the crashing lows.  Looking back on the evening though, it was unusual for him to sleep walk twice in quick succession and I am now thinking that his bloods dropping must have caused the extra bout of moving around.  Benedict often sleep walks but never more than once in a night, how on earth he has not fallen down the stairs is beyond me!

Despite the hiccups today, we have had a pretty good week, the highlight being our St John's Day tea in the garden with friends, followed by rosary prayers later on in the evening.  Benedict did all the catering: 

Leek, Courgette and Potato Soup

Glamorgan Sausages, Baked Potatoes and Greens

Honey and Almond Cake, served with Strawberries and Cream

The food was five star and thoroughly enjoyed by all:

 

 Cheeky Dad!

 Aunty Maureen.

 Uncle Bryan.

After dinner coffee and chat.

Benedict and Pip both had their swimming lessons on Tuesday and Benedict also had an extra swim session with Shein this morning instead of the usual maths lessons.  He really enjoyed his time in the pool and his confidence is growing.  I have said that I will tag along to some of his extra sessions with his swim teacher Gemma.  I can swim but I lack confidence in the pool and the last time I went swimming was when I was pregnant with Benedict!

  For various reasons I did not learn to swim until late primary and when I began high school education, I had a nasty accident in the deep end and hated swimming lessons from that moment on.  Once swimming lessons were no longer compulsory with the school, I breathed a huge sigh of relief. As a result of my bad experience, I always made sure that all the older girls could swim quite confidently before they attended compulsory lessons in school.  Benedict was attending lessons quite regularly up until last year, but with all the chaos with Kath's pregnancy, my Dad's heart attack/surgery and a worsening of Dave's health, the lessons fizzled out; still we are back on track and that is all that matters.

Pip is tired again and she is ready for the summer break I think.  We had a hilarious start to the morning ~ it was half past seven and Little Miss PJ was sleeping soundly, which on most days is unheard of!  Dave went in to gently wake her and her loud reposte was a peach:

"DAD, I AM SLEEPING!  DO NOT WAKE ME!  SHUT THE DOOR"

Such a shame it was not a Saturday morning :-)

Today I managed to clean and de-clutter the upstairs of the house and keep on top of the laundry.  After tea I worked in the loft room for a short while, made packed lunches for later today(!) as Dave has a neurology appointment in Preston, covered the diabetic watch and wrote an email letter to Theresa May MP regarding the deportation of an elderly woman, I also took part in an online campaign highlighting her cause entitled #AllGransMatter:

 Rabbits in the making.

    #allgransmatter

Time for sleep methinks ~ night, night x