The 15th & 16th; I think I will die not from a superbug, but from an underfunded system.

The 15th of October. I woke up from the most bizarre dream about me trying to break into my own bedroom from a balcony of some description but the security lion and monkeys wouldn't let me in. Never a dull moment in my brain.

This morning I wrote up a post, did a tiny amount of crocheting, and Christine and I did some kitten stroking. They're doing really well - they only make sad noises when they're actually being picked up, but once they're settled on a lap. they are quite happy and have even done some purring. I had to take some photos of Amy, because apparently there have been enquiries for young mums so hopefully someone will find her appealing. Also some of the people who had reserved kittens have pulled out so we'll have to start having some viewings, although none have even had injections yet so they're not going anywhere.

After lunch, Daddy, Christine and I went to see Kubo and the Two Strings. I had to shush some girls sitting behind us but that aside, it was lovely. Really glad we were able to see it in a cinema where you can really appreciate the fact that it's stop-motion.

It's three years since I wrote this post today. The longer I survive, the more terrifying the NHS funding situation gets, and the more I think I will die not from a superbug, but from an underfunded system that just won't have the resources to save me.

The 16th of October.

Oh dear, I am full of ache. I think sitting on the floor with the kittens has been somewhat detrimental, and to be honest, I haven't helped today. This morning, after breakfast and coffee, I went back upstairs to sort out my jumper drawer and pyjama drawer. I had some winter pyjamas in the jumper drawer which needed to come out, then I reorganised the jumpers so they were slightly more orderly. All the summer pyjamas then got put away in another drawer, and all my warm, winter pyjamas are now much more readily accessible. It was most satisfying, but it did require me to be on the floor for an hour. Oh well.

This afternoon, we had Sunday lunch at lunchtime because Grandma has been here, and I have been doing a lot of work on the second crochet Christmas project. I also phoned a potential adopter for one or two of the kittens to see when she wants to come and see them, then I sat on the floor some more and got each kitten out individually for a stroke. A couple even got groomed by Amy which they greatly enjoyed.

All of my back hurts this evening. I hope I can move tomorrow or my colposcopy clinic appointment might be difficult.