March 7th, 2018


Big Depression Day...

It was raining when I woke up, and I just wanted to carry on sleeping all day. I did drag myself up by eight, but did nothing worthwhile. I was in so much pain with my joints that it actually took me about an hour to change the feckin' bed linen, which was getting a bit ripe.
The rain stopped, but I couldn't motivate myself to exercise; a sign I'm really low. Tried to tidy up a bit, then found myseld dozing through a couple of chapters of THE YOUNG POPE. It's improving slightly, but I'm still not thrilled with it.
The physio and balance class starts tomorrow, which is good, but also a drag, as I'm hurting so much. Painkillers don't seem to do much any more. Bah.