Good Morning, At last I am feeling a bit more like my old self. I managed out for a run in the car yesterday for the first time. What a difference three weeks makes at this time of the year the Daffodils, Forsythia the Blackthorn have all got the Spring dresses on and the grass is green again and the trees are budding, it all looked so wonderful yesterday and even the sun was shining. It was so good to get out for a couple of hours. I would like to thank you all again for the good wishes and prayers. It has been just one thing after another a lot of was side effects from the very strong Antibiotics I was given. I have a bad allergy to penicillin so in makes prescribing antibiotics difficult for the doctors, the ones I ended up on were supposedly like Domestos (strong bleach) so no wonder I am suffering, still I am so much better. I think what was so alarming was the speed it knocked me down. I was fine on the Wednesday just a bit of a cough Thursday lunchtime I phoned for an doctors appointment and managed to get one at 5pm and by that time I was really unwell and went straight to bed when I got back and that was the beginning of my dreadful three weeks. Hopefully it is all behind me now, poor Stuart is absolutely exhausted trying to keep up with everything including the ironing but I think he has learned a lot and his cooking is coming on great too.Richard too has been trying to help cooking up a storm one evening and filling the freezer with homemade soups and pasta sauces, full of goodness he said.
Today we are waiting for the plumber yet again as the wash hand basin in our nice new bathroom is still leaking, it has never been right but with everything else that has been going on we had not noticed it again, and Tesco's shopping will be here this afternoon its just like Christmas love shopping online. Only made one mistake last week ordered a Quiche and it turned out it was an individual one we had ordered so there was not enough for us both so Stu bought another one locally.
Have been doing a lot of reading and thought it was very funny that the book I was reading in hospital was very aptly named 'The Book Of the Dead' by Patricia Cornwell on of the nurses thought it was very funny. Got through a few more books mostly rubbishy things but that all I could concentrate on. Well I think that's about it for now not a lot happens when you are not out and about but things will get better I hope. Till next time,
Chapter 6, Page 29, Book 17 - *Memories are fragile things to hold, but many times, it’s what we have.* *Ann Howard Creel* Our memory is a funny thing. We remember things that we wis...
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