I give thanks for finding a dressing in my stash that covers both window cleaning wounds without the sticky part covering the scabs on healing rucksack ones. See - I had no idea what pleasures there were to be had in the mostly most unpleasurable world of medication side effects!
For managing to eat small quantities of food again and for surviving the trials of a dialysis day. For being curled up on the sofa again at last. For a hot water bottle and snuggly quilt. For the anticipation of pain relief when the paracetamol kick in...and in the meantime for there being no one around to have to put up with my whimpering and groaning.
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