Monday, 28 December 2020

pain

 there will be no going to the builders suppliers today. That is a message from the back, from the vertebra or the vertebrae which is or are causing the problem. The pain that will not allow a proper errect gait, not even to the bathroom. 

It is too early, anyhow. Still dark outside, but there is no sleep now. Go to the kitchen and make a cup, and return to the bedside table with it. Read the news, read the stories about lost and found dogs on facebook, why has everybody suddenly become interested in canine welfare? This is a reminder to see to the cat, get up and go to the living room to see how she is. She is lying on a seat in the corner of the room, looking. She is not entirely her usual self, perhaps she is ill. She was quieter and more reclusive yesterday. Therefore she is a bit improved today.

The back is blue murder. Take the pills, and a pain killer. Keep on reading all the politics, the British losers trying to make their silk purse out of some poor sow's ear, and Don, the silly bully with his futile power plays.

Sudden tiredness strikes, and return to bed after having dealt with the mail. 

Must be the painkillers, they are not killing pain much yet.

Wake up later, have a shower, the hot water on the back does good. Take another painkiller.

Fall asleep again. What is going on? Awake much later, the pain has gone.


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