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Flowers make everything okay (they do)

8 Feb

I left the house today for the first time since Tuesday. I went for lunch. This is a big deal now. After the mammoth task of washing and dressing, and I tell you it is bloody mammoth now, I put on makeup and went next door to my neighbours for lunch.

The food was great, conversation was interesting and I was frankly exhausted by the end. For someone who spends a lot of time sitting (it was a favourite pastime pre-rupture. Add in a cup of tea and I am in heaven), this now seems to be partnered with napping. According to those in the know, its to do with the pills on I am on. I just think that my body sees a window of opportunity for sleeping unseen since university and is cashing in.

Flowers

I returned all prepared for an afternoon in front of an ITV3 mystery drama and instead found these. From my lovely friends. Obviously they read yesterday’s post!

Thank you, they look lovely, smell divine and come with chocolates. You are great friends! x

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The long journey north

5 Feb

Today’s challenge has been to get from London to Derby. I have a car so it was just a case of packing it up and off we go. It was this easy and it was, however I needed to pack, well I, my Mum needed to pack. What would take me 10 minutes took us over an hour as I sat in state on my bed and she pottered round showing me various different items of clothing, toiletries, cables, shoes (left foot only) etc which I would say either yes or no to.

This is how most of my life has worked over the last few days.

Re-reading this makes me sound like a complete ass-hat, I’m not, but its easier and quicker and the Joy & Fran tag team could conquer the world doing this.

Crutches & Bran FlakesCar packed – crutches and bran flakes what more do you need – and we were off. The journey went well. I was worried about my leg, at the moment it only feels okay when its raised so sitting with it only slightly up for a couple of hours was uncomfortable.

Here’s where I should say, my Mum is frankly amazing and has made what has been a really difficult few days, surprisingly easy and very, very funny.

She is surprisingly creative, who would have thought that a bag of washing would make a good foot rest  for the journey?

I am now ensconced in the Derbyshire Peak District, far from the maddening crowds. Its snowing here and perfect for me to start something else that was on my 2013 list…photography. Unfortunately we forgot the camera, or I should say I forgot to point at the camera and say yes.