Cinquante-sept

OK, so the thing I was dreading most after yesterday's surgery was dealing with changing the dressings afterwards. I really did not want to look at what was under the gauze! So I give thanks for taking several deep breaths and giving it a go, well two goes actually - one for each toe. I give thanks I'll get lots of practice at toughening up as they need changing again tonight.

I give thanks for checking my bank account to see what juggling was needed before bills go out on Monday and discovered the DWP have just paid me most of the back dated money! There's still a few weeks they are not covering which I would like to query, but I can now do so feeling far less hard done by. As my electric bill still isn't sorted out it makes me less fearful of that, and as before long I'm bound to be told I'm too well for disability benefits and will have to do without at least until I can go to appeal, any remainder will soften the blow of that for a while. I give thanks I know I must thus be careful not to splash this cash but I could order the insulating lining for my outer living room walls and the pretty paper for the chimney breast...with much gratitude and excitement!

I give thanks someone rang the new improved entryphone bell today. It makes a nicer sound than the old one, but not one I could at first identify...I was pleased I could hold a clear conversation with the person on the doorstep and tell them I didn't want what they were offering but because I didn't I didn't have a chance to try out the door opening button yet.

I give thanks for finally being home after a rather long and trying day. There was a letter from the hospital when I got back and I thought 'Oh my giddy knickers - now what?', but it was from the consultant to say she had consulted with the specialist pharmacist as she had said she would and I have the OK to try CBD oil. She really is a star that woman, I am so grateful she is my consultant!