Still taking the tablets…

Happy Easter

Happy Easter to everyone. Mind you I am not a Christian. I am an atheist. What I should wish everyone is a happy chocolate day. Unless, of course, you’re a diabetic, in which case it’s a happy special treat day.


Worrying

I have spoken to family and friends and I think it’s just floaters l have been worrying about for a couple of weeks. There’s so many scary things that can happen and I am always worrying unnecessarily about something. Daft of me l suppose.


Floaters

I have been seeing things in the peripheral vision of both eyes, the right being worse than my left. It seems similar to the floaters l have had before but I have decided to speak with the opticians next week. I can find out when my check up is due, it can’t be far away.


Easter break

I have been watching all the cars and coaches stuck in queues at the Port of Dover with people getting away for the Easter break. I am glad that I am not there!


A challenge

Although often asked l can’t go canvassing or leafleting for the Labour Party. I can’t train to be a Councillor or even an MP but I can do my little contribution which, although it could be seen as boring, is quite a challenge.


My broadband

My broadband and landline have been down this morning. Hopefully it will work now.


Another shelf

I have a carpenter coming today. He is going to add another shelf below a run of them which will make all the difference.


What a start

I was on my way upstairs with my basket containing my lidded mug of coffee and my lidded mug of water and a yogurt and spoon for breakfast in bed when I accidentally set off my personal alarm. I quickly went downstairs and told the man I am okay. Oh dear! What a start to the morning!


I do not know!

I do feel for all the poor women and girls who have to cover their hair or even worse their faces. Such a thing even happens here but whether it’s because of brainwashing or those that are around them l do not know!


Antipsychotics

Antipsychotics are horrible drugs to take although I am taking less of them than at any time during the past thirty or so years. It’s still very difficult to concentrate on things and I would love to stop rocking back and forth and it still feels like there’s something alien in me. I once described it as though my blood had been replaced by something toxic – something metallic.


 
 
 

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