I’m feeling very down today and can’t seem to lift my mood. I went to see the GP this morning and everything is looking as if it’s healing well. She’s given me stronger sleeping tablets because the others only seem to work for a couple of hours. I’m dog-tired but the moment I lay down, I’m wide awake, can’t get comfortable and can’t stop my mind.
Plus, the special, free, Berlei Brunhildes have rubbed up the skin under my arm (the little bit that isn’t nerve-damaged and I can feel) which is really painful.
I’ve been waiting for the last 3 days for my results to be in – finally gave in and rang the surgeon this afternoon to find that they’re not and I have to wait until after New Year.
And why does this have to happen at the very best time of the year. No, I don’t mean Christmas – I mean, SUMMER! My very best, favourite time that I wait all year for and I can’t even go for a swim! I know it’s small things but it just feels like an extra slap when I’m down.
Okay, whinge…whinge…whinge. This too, shall pass.
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