Good Evening

We had another good sunrise this morning and this time I watched it happen. At first it was just grey clouds and slowly there was a streak of red on the horizon. It grew wider and the sunrise was perfect. However, it did not last very long and the sun disappeared leaving a grey day, although not cloudy.

Towards North the Jura mountains also had few clouds and I saw the red light warning that a train was approaching on our local railway.

The birds were also few and far in between, mainly sparrows.

I had a hectic morning. First of all I got a telephone call from the Nutritional expert at the local hospital for Mr. Swiss. He is really under weight and I was surprised and pleased how they were still taking care of his condition. I told her he eats almost no meat and only nibbles at his food. What she advised surprised me and not at all the healthy fresh veg food that I expected. No, he must eat plenty of carbohydrates: cream, pasta, ice cream and butter. This is no big problem for me as I cook almost everything in butter, soak my veg in butter and love a cream sauce with the meat. It seems this is what he needs to gain his lost weight and energy. Cheese is also on the list, but unfortunately he is not a fan. He has received bottles of health drink packed with nutritional value which is should drink during the day. And I will be recieving them weekly from the hospital supplier, all on the cost of the sickness insurance. In between snacks are recomended and also ice cream. What a lovely diet. I had a slice tined pineapple left from the ham yesteay and give him that with some whipped cream. I asked him if he wanted some ice cream as a dessert and he found was happy.

Just as the lady was finished on the telephone the doorbell rang and it was the Swiss support organisation. As Mr. Swiss had already washed the guy decided to deal with the medicine programme and that is a programme. He has now sorted it all for morning, aternoon, evening and before retiring for the night and their organisation will be renewing weekly.

Not only have I now become an accountant with dealing with all our financial matters, but am now an expert on medicine. The organisation will be visiting 2-3 times a week so I no longer feel myself so alone with the problems of having an invalide at home. Growing old isreally not fun. I am glad that he sleeps well during the night and I get enough rest as well.

And now to move on with the evening entertainment. Keep safe and I am hoping for a more relaxed day tomorrow.