Been to the vets
Now he’s back home,
Lying in the sun.
Anaesthetics worn off
Two teeth removed
No more pain
But antibiotics resume
The joy of recovery
Time to get well.
Hopefully healing
Happy again.
Done
Tag: Recovery
Flower of passion
We went out this afternoon for a shopping trip because I need new shoes. I managed to drive myself to the shopping village in Trentham. It’s been a month since I have been allowed in the car because of my eye operation. It’s only a couple of miles but it could have been fifty. I felt so anxious, but so pleased to get the skill back. Luckily I was with my sister so felt more confidence.
While I was at the village I saw this lovely passion flower. A good reminder of the day.
Been too ill to blog
The last few days were horrible.
A stomach bug got me.
Hurt me and exhausted me.
I am so glad I’m suddenly feeling better.
Been asleep most of the last two days.
So wish me luck
Send me hope
To recover fully,
Soon.
Turn Bug into Blog
Fixed!
A few weeks ago I spilt some bleach on my favourite trousers. I’ve been meaning to do something about it, so today I plucked up courage and got my black acrylic paint out. I put a book inside them so the paint wouldn’t show through on the other side then carefully painted the orange tinted bleached areas. What do you think? I think it’s turned out rather good!
More bad news
Is my heart broken?
I have to find out..
A failure to function
I want to scream and shout!
How many more things
Can fall off, or break,
This last year has been awful
For goodness sake!
Each time I get over
One thing and another
Life comes and bites me
Will I ever recover?
Mural on cafe wall
I went out today to the health clinic. My friend helped me out so we went off for a hot chocolate afterwards. We were going to one cafe but the road was closed because some buildings are being knocked down. So we took a side street and ended up at Middleport pottery in Stoke-on-Trent.
The cafe there is in one of the old pottery buildings and overlooks the canal. I’m not sure who painted this mural but it is a delicate one that includes the love birds that appear on willow pattern plates and pots.
We sat near the door in a cool breeze and I enjoyed a rest after walking the short distance from the car park over the cobbled roadway to the cafe. I felt like I could start to recover.
Illness
I’d be curled up asleep
The cracks showing
My breath is no purr
More a slurring creak
I’ve been seen by the doctor
Medication prescribed
Now I wait for recovery
Bleugh
Tired and fed up.
Slowly healing
Low mood
Slowly rising
Clouds lifting
Wind dropping
Rain abates
Gales blow out
Stopping
Leaves fallen
Cannot be replaced
But buds grow
Time moves
Green shoots
Spring forth.
Grateful
Thankful
Healing…
Bust computer?
Having fun.
Not
My computer isn’t working
Because I switched it off
Weeks ago
When I hurt my leg
Great!
I didn’t come back upstairs
For months
Now it needs reconfiguring
Go figure
Error
Fig error…
Washed up!
I’m actually happy that I managed to wash up this afternoon. Standing and supporting my own weight for a few minutes without crutches. I feel like I might actually be healing. I had to have some new slippers because the old ones has gone to thin in the soles and we’re slipping on the kitchen floor. The new ones are a bit tight so I’ve used scissors to cut down the heels and give me a bit more space as my fert are swollen. Fingers and toes crossed for a full recovery.
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