Once I post this, shower and dress, I'm off out for my second physio appointment ( Read more... )

I go back to see the physio on Thursday, so I've only one night left of doing the exercises before my next session ( Read more... )

Today I had a shamelessly lazy day. I do mean I'm still in my jammies and its bed time again, becasue I never bothered to get dressed. have spent the entire day snuggled up in bed or on the sofa, writing, reading, watching telly, and was very briefly active when I quickly cooked a meal for myslef, but that is all ( Read more... )

Mostly, I wake in pain. If the alarm clock doesn't rouse me to alert me to the pain, then its the pain itslef waking me in the dead dawn to tell me the alarm will go off in an hour or so. I hate that feeling, that misery each and every morning as my first awareness, as my body slowly bruns itself up from the inside. And thats nothing to the sense ( Read more... )

So far, I have only missed one day - Sunday of this week just gone ( Read more... )

Do you ever look back through your live jorunal, just bacause you can't sleep, but are too tired to do anything more constructive, and just see what you were doing this day on previous years ( Read more... )

Tonight Zander took a sudden and intense interest in my physio. Climbing under me, over me and sitting on my chest purring, demanding cuddles as I tried to get through them all. This delayed the routine rahter a lot ( Read more... )

night time done. Still not getting easier. Not *yet*.

last night and this morning with Theresa's rahter enthusiastic help, This evening by myself. Don't need to do them tomorrow - and thats according to my physio, since Mondays are always such long tiring days at work!

physio fucking check ( Read more... )