Saturday, 7 September 2019

Veintiocho

Ouch! I give thanks, though this is much harder than I thought it would be, most of the time I feel as if I'm very s-l-o-w-l-y creeping back to being able to look after myself in basic ways. Although it's my spine that gives the specialists concern, it's the muscles in my back that worry me as they are still so delicate and tender. It's hard to tell when trying a bit harder is the thing to do or when it's best to stop, so I give thanks for when I seem to have got it right. I give thanks for Jo being here on standby so I felt safe having my first shower for longer than I would have thought it was possible to go without! Maybe tomorrow I might try a bath...

For she and John making yummy pan of stew with multiple vegetables, a few lentils and some quorn which was just what my body required. For bringing Danish pastries...and washing up...and hanging up clean laundry ready to dry...and moving loads of furniture to strip lots of woodchip off ready for an insulating layer before winter time sets in. How lucky I am to have such versatile and helpful friends!

I give thanks for seeing the sea again, in all its moods and colours. For ships and boats and trains. For a glimpse of the moon before turning in last night...and watching clouds and sunshine pass.

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