Category: disapointing
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The End of a Brilliant Week…
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This week has been full of ups and downs, and some of the downs have been spectacularly bad. After everything I have had to put up with the past year, I thought I had beaten the miseries, but it turns out I am human after all. But enough about that… I have been doing some…
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Silent Sunday…
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I had a strong desire to walk around Petersfield Pond today. It was the perfect day to see what Mother Nature was doing. But no available transport, sigh. I would just have to look through my photographs of a previous visit. I thought I could stagger out to the garden, not quite the same thing,…
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Silent Sunday…
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I wanted to be silent today too, as I didn’t want to share bad news anymore. I have been trying to relax, do what I can manage, pottering around at my own speed, which these days, is snail’s pace. I am terrified of falling again, and although I make sure to move slowly, there are…
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Silent Sunday…
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I am still struggling to get my thoughts in order, and this thing in my head is not helping. I want to feel relieved that help might be on the way, but for some reason, my mind won’t rest. I must admit to allowing this, as I am too tired to argue with anything. Even…
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The Waiting Game…
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I have never liked waiting, so faced with yet another wait, I am more confused than ever. Half of me would love to have a good think, to sort out the muddle in my head. And to be honest, I have tried to think it out. But whatever is going on inside my head, it…
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Finding out the Hard way…
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I have been quiet this week, trying to come to terms with the latest developments. First, though, I had to get over the colossal disapointment that I wasn’t fit enough. I have been exercising regularly every day since last March. Have I been wasting my time, was the set routine just not good enough, or…
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Not fit enough to fix…
Yesterday was the appointment to assess the treatment for the aneurysm. I was nervous, wondering what would happen next. I understood all of the drawbacks, even the ones that made my blood run cold, and the risks involved, so I held my breath as the vascular surgeon appeared. His hands were warm, and he had…
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No Man’s Land…
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Although I have been making good headway with my latest mystery thriller, it has come to my attention that I may not be around to actually finish it. A morbid thought, and I have no real idea where it came from, as I intend to finish it, one way or another. Ever since I was…