Nine Feet Underground

It took me flipping ages to get to sleep last night: no drugs. I didn't sleep that well either, though hopefully that will improve once my body is fully free of the drugs. Unfortunately today is also the first day I've had where I've not taken the drugs the night before and so I guess it came as no surprise that after I showered I started to feel the return of the sick feeling and dodgy stomach, just like the last time I decreased the dose. I guess this is how it's going to be, maybe for a few days, hopefully less. Turkey, served cold, again. It's back to work, either way, so the usual things apply. Work ended early for this week's counselling session.  Another good one. I am making progress and we are hitting the things that I need to discuss and to change. My counsellor has suggested another good idea I can take away and try to apply. The future is orange? (Early days) Back to work again before breaking to make dinner with son #2 (who else? He's the only s...

Feeling a bit 'meh' today. Cheesed off that I can't do exercise, seemingly can't do yoga and I have to think before doing most things in case they put undue pressure on my abdomen. Even sitting for too long is bad (which I already knew, for different reasons).  The only risk free thing to do is lie down. Great. Not practical for work and seemingly one step away from permanently lying down. 2021 off to a great start and January isn't even over yet! Enough of that! I have work to do, so onwards and upwards, carefully! After work I phoned my 'big' sister for a chat and catch up on life, followed by a video call with a good friend.  It is good to talk to people! Earlier start to evening, as we try to eat earlier, otherwise pretty much as usual.  One change to tonight, for the first time since my operation I don't take part in putting the bins out. Now that's what I call excitement. This week's poem is an old favourite of mine from the 16th century, b...