JM, I am SO glad your daughter is responding to the iron pills. DH and I have no children of our own, but lots of nieces and nephews (ten who are actually related, plus children of friends) and I know all too well how teenagers can be. Stroppy doesn't have a real equivalent in American English but I know what it means, and it describes teenage angst perfectly! It's (much) worse when they are tired/ill/hungry so I can image that's a relief for all of you that she is feeling better. I hope she'll be feeling fully recovered before school begins; I think you go back later in the UK than most places in the States (many schools here started last week, others this week, and they will all be in session, all over the States I should think, by no later than the first week of September)? Your holiday was full of adventures! And £85 for a campsite for the week is surely dirt cheap. (Let me go do the conversion. Yes, dirt cheap, I was right.) Was that for all of you? For that price I'd happily stand in line for the showers! Slugsta, hope tomorrow goes better with the carer visit and the paperwork and their timing (perhaps especially their timing!). I like JM's suggestion to lock up the meds. My mother regularly over- and under-dosed herself on her prescription and over-the-counter meds and it was a massive source of worry. Also best wishes on getting the bank issue sorted. I started to write an update, but deleted it, because it didn't seem to say anything. I will try again. My DH is doing a bit better, just a bit, but a noticeable bit, and that's encouraging. I don't know if it's because things have settled down at work for him, or if he's finally physically recovered from our time with his family, or if he's starting to get some closure on his father's death (he talked to some friends about it quite openly this past weekend, which was a first), or what. Whatever it is, I'm grateful. I am status quo, which is to say, I still feel physically and emotionally drained to the point where I do not want to do anything and am still slogging through treacle most of the time. I am starting to wonder how long this will last, and if I should go see my doctor, or if this is just still emotional aftermath. Suggestions/comments gratefully received, if you care to offer any, and do allow me to proffer thanks in advance, but please do not feel obligated by any means. Hello to everyone and hope you're all as well as possible.