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The 17th of November.

Most of today, I have stayed sat in the armchair in fear, because twice when I got up, my chest hurt. I did not enjoy that, so I decided to avoid moving unless absolutely necessary. Thankfully, I have just tested myself and it felt alright.

So this morning, I fell back to sleep after my alarm went off, then I was woken up by some Bach on Desert Island Discs. Got downstairs and had to write up yesterday because I didn’t have time last night. Once that was done, I settled down in my chair to get working on Hank the Dorset Down Sheep.

And he has been my activity of the day! I left my chair to give the kittens lunch and go to the bathroom once, then I stayed put with my wool. I have made his head, body and two legs! Now my eyes are hurting but I only have prednisolone eye drops which don’t work as well as the dexamethasone, which I have run out of (unless I want to induce more agony with preservative). Not sure what I’m going to do until Monday.

The 18th of November.

Another day of much the same, but for slightly different reasons.

I got up when my alarm went off, and already my back was clunking. It has not improved as the day’s gone on, so I have stayed in my chair, trying to not be in pain. However, that hasn’t done me much good, and this evening I am unable to find a position that is comfortable.

I couldn’t watch Saturday Kitchen because Pixie Lott was on it, and I simply can’t bear her. So I put Bones on instead and got through two of those while I wrote up a late blog post, then made Hank’s other two legs. Plus I had tweets from Heidi that the crocheted item I made for her has arrived and she is very pleased, so I feel good about that.

After lunch, I made his ears and tail, then it was time to assemble him. Without his coat though, he is not cute. The rest of my afternoon, once he was put together, has been spent creating his woolly jacket. He’s not done, but I finished a ball of wool and that seemed like a natural place to have a rest. Currently it looks like he has a lovely vest on. I shall complete him tomorrow!

The 27th of May.

Very, very tired. Woke up at 5:25 coughing and got up at six, because we needed to leave early to deal with rush hour traffic on the way to the station. All the assistance stuff went very smoothly, and Heidi met us at Bristol. I have her Rufus the Lion (he’s a bad plumber) and we went to Real Adventure, the ad agency she works at. I still have no voice, so I waved at everyone and sometimes whispered.

Everyone gathered in a wee auditorium and the was a little presentation, Mommy read a short speech that I wrote, there were some pictures from fund-raisers they’d done like running marathons, doing a Tough Mudder, and eating lots of doughnuts, then the cheque of over £4600 was handed over. It feels so good to know that at least 46 donors will be registered and possibly lives saved with money raised in my name.

Afterwards, Heidi took Mommy and I for lunch at Hart’s Bakery. I had a flat white, a ham hock and cheese toastie, and a slice of toffee and banana came. It was all incredibly delicious, and I am still full! We arrived back at the station really early, so we just got magazines and more coffee and people watched until it was time for our train. I had several major coughing fits and an old lady offered me a sweet but I politely declined, we went past a field of tiny horses and also Hallfield so I was really happy, then we got a taxi home.

Now I am in my pyjamas and pooped.

The 28th of May.

I took two Zopiclone last night and they didn’t even work – I just can’t stop coughing and it is driving me round the bend. I think I slept a bit this morning, but it’s so hard to tell I get as I wake up coughing so much. It’s the worst kind of relentless tickly bastard cough that just taunts you. 

I bought some Hudson sandals in the ASOS sale back in April, but when they arrived, they were too big, and were sold out in the next size down. I was really annoyed because they looked really good, so have been hunting for them ever since, and found some on eBay for £20! Apparently the heel on one is slightly higher but I can’t tell, and I tried them on this morning, and they fit, so hurrah!

Becky came round this afternoon as I haven’t seen her for ages, so I communicated as best I could and it was nice. I’m not expecting my voice to return until the weekend at the earliest. I hope it doesn’t take too long – I’d like to be able to order my own food at The Hand and Flowers next week.


 

The 10th of August.
Oh, what a delightful day. I am writing this in the guest room of casa del Heidi, which is a converted loft and it’s just adorable.
Mommy and I set off at midday, arriving twenty minutes later than I planned which felt awfully stressful at the time and my my phone couldn’t find us and I was convinced we were just lost. It was all okay in the end though (evidently). We found her house (after getting her to come out and wave) and were greeted by Henry, the very friendly big dog. He is gorgeous.
I gave Emma the book and some nail varnishes which she appeared happy with – I gave her Feeling Sorry for Celia by Jaclyn Moriarty, which was one of my favourites when I was her age. I could re-read it now and still love it.

We had warm beverages and ginger biscuits which were scrummy, then the four ladies went for afternoon tea at Lucknam Park while Pip stayed behind and did something with Screwfix tools. Emma and I went into the hotel and got sat down while Mommy and Heidi parked. It is very difficult to act polite and posh with people when you look like you’ve been partaking in some very thuggish behaviour. The bruising is still spreading down my face, and now it looks like I have some really odd, dark dimples.

We had two afternoon teas and an extra cream tea between us (for extra scones) which we quite successfully demolished, only taking a few cakes and one scone away in a box. The waiter took a photo of the four of us, cutting my face neatly in half with the cake stand. I had a smoked salmon and cream cheese sandwich and half of one that I think contained tomato, wargh. Then I had two scones and a carrot cake, then we startin to get rather full and have been burping ever since. I have eaten many deflatine, and I do seem to have stopped burping in time to go to sleep.

Tonight we watched Raiders of the Lost Ark which I’ve never seen before. It is essentially a long string of convenient coincidences, and the main Nazi reminded me of the torturer who got killed in the first episode of this series of Utopia. Then it was the final of Child Genius which Heidi hasn’t seen, but by the end was vastly emotionally invested in and by the end, we were all applauding Sharon’s victory.

Now it is bedtime! Tomorrow we do Bath in the rain.

The 11th of August.

Such a splendid weekend, I am loathe to have not been able to escape normal life for longer. At least, what my life deems “normal”. I had a decent sleep, despite the dream I had in which I got murdered, and Pip made some coffee and we had Richard Bertinet toast with marmalade¬†for breakfast.

Mommy, Heidi and I went to pick up Emma from her Dad’s, then we drove into Bath. Some of the views are just stunning. If I could cope with hills, I’d to live there. We went to Colonna and Smalls as was recommended by Twitter, and I had a brief chat with Rachel’s brother-in-law. Everybody deferred to my coffee knowledge so we all the same flat white, then we went to Heidi’s favourite bookshop in the world, called Mr. B’s Emporium of Reading Delights (you can tell it’s good already) where I bought only three (ha!) books but I’d love to go back and do one of their reading spas, then you get allocated a person who sends you books in this wonderful bespoke service.

We then went to a special kitchen shop where we got disposable piping bags and some pretty cupcake cakes, then got caught in a brief rain shower on the way to lunch. We had it in a place called The Adventure Cafe, where my bagel was so full, I had to deconstruct it to make eating it feasible. Then we went to The Fashion Museum and Assembly rooms, where they had an exhibition of clothing from WWI, and it was all very beautiful and fascinating. I took a couple of photos of pieces I thought were special.

After that, it was time to go back to Heidi’s, then home. We stopped at the destination services in Gloucester on the way back, and I had a really good fudgy blondie, which was really tasty and especially satisfying as I haven’t had a good blondie in a really long time.

My facial bruising is now spreading down my face and I feel that I look like a moth, although Daddy has taken to calling me Rorschach. Also, my arms have suddenly gone incredibly “boggy” again (that is the technical term) and I have my suspicions as to why, but I need scans, so I think I may be getting admitted either tomorrow or on Wednesday after my second ECP session on Wednesday.

Never rest.

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