It's really frustrating - I haven't done anything for four days.
Haven't been anywhere either.
This morning I woke up at four o'clock having a series of scream inducing muscle spasms. I gave up at eight and got up - screaming again.
I just about made it to my armchair and sat there for six hours.
Then I was able to go for a walk in the spring sunshine for the first time. It doesn't make any kind of sense.
Thursday I've got to get to hospital and because Friday is a holiday we're going shopping tomorrow. Robyn's given me three choices, none of which I like.
1) I sit in the car while she does the shopping.
2) I sit at the Pharmacy where there are chairs, while she does the shopping..
3) I have to drive around on a disabled buggy.
It's all very depressing; Robyn just said I had to tell you that last time I couldn't move for a week after the shopping.
She's been trying to get me into a disabled buggy for weeks now.
I used to climb hills and dance on cliff edges, for goodness sake.
I'll sleep on it.
(a don't stop till you drop production)
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