Life just gets stranger. I live alone. I’m used to it. It’s fine....most of the time. This morning I’ve slept late because I was awake during much of the night. The pain in my side was bad...so I got up looking for painkillers. When I eventually found some I took a couple and went straight back to sleep...there’s nothing wrong with waking late but I shot out of bed because it was getting near nine. ....much too late to be climbing out of bed! And then, dressed and ready to go downstairs I just snorted at myself. Who cares if it’s past nine o’clock? Well I obviously do... I’ve had to take more painkillers this morning so now I am wondering if I can order some on line...in normal times I don’t need painkillers...so I’m not sure if it’s something I can do easily....at some stage I will talk to our lovely chemist in the village pharmacy. I probably need to take my blood pressure pills as well. I admit to getting careless on the medication front. But who cares? And that is I think the point...if I’ve got careless with any of my normal ways of life it is because of this solitary lockdown we are all working our way through. And that’s what consoles me...we are all in this together...it’s not just me...I am communicating via this blog so for me it’s a life line . I never expected it to be so important to me...it was just something I did on a daily basis because it was so easy on the internet. Old exercise books lie around the place with years of inky pages fulfilling the same function. No one will ever read them I’m sure but they have fulfilled their purpose...I was and am alive, my story told...so be it Lord.
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