Just seen a classic Long Covid post. "I took this symptom to the doctor and they dismissed it" followed by ten posts of advice of remedies from the commercial wellness industry (or outright woo) which, in some cases has made a difference to some individuals. #LongCovid

@abejaclaustro @[email protected] I did. Sometimes I feel terrible guilty, and also ashamed that I 'failed'. But I know I couldn't cope and what was being asked of me was too much for anyone. He is doing okay in the context of how difficult he was before and of his general decline. I enjoy his company now, love seeing him for a few hours once or twice a week.

@abejaclaustro @[email protected] when my husband (who has Young Onset Alzheimer's) was at home, social media saved my sanity but I totally get where you are coming from. There were things I shared with a friendship group whom I knew I could say anything with. Other things I shared on Facebook more carefully curated. But I did also feel that people should know what it's like. Too many carers suffer in silence. The only person who objected was his sister who hadn't seen him for two years.

Alright, Patricia Highsmith. Her books aren't enjoyable. They are for when you want a book to make you feel thoroughly uncomfortable and a bit icky.

I'm thinking about getting another cat. I live in a lower maisonette with a garden but I may not be able to stay here (Mr S's half will largely belong to the local authority). I would love to get one, although feel like I failed the last time. And mice were an issue the last time this place was without a cat. There are also so many needing homes. Thoughts?

Been to choral evensong. Apparently the Lord is going to let loose a mighty wind in his fury. Know the feeling.