Post 424: Still struggling to sit, and AFib is back already.
Happy Birthday Big Sis.
Have a lovely day.
I’d give this a miss if I were you. Go and read your book not this.
You have been warned.
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What day is this?
It’s the day I had an ECG at the GP surgery.
Now, later on, I have AFib.
That’s crap.
Today I say a fond goodbye to Olive the Amazon, who has entertained and frustrated me in equal measure but tonight has driven off in someone else’s hands.
As it reversed out the garage and turned to head off to new adventures with a new owner I couldn’t watch it leave. I hobbled off, back inside the house, crying. I head the garage door slam as another chapter of my life ended.
My Darling turned the light off in the garage and came up to cuddle me and console me as I shook and quietly tried to compose myself. This was the end to a bad day for me but the excited eyes of Olives new owner reminded me of my purchase of her 4 years ago.
Let’s move on.
Yesterday, I wrote the blog entirely from the microphone app beneath the keyboard feature, I could sit up.
I’m struggling to sit up today.
I mean just how easy is it, to sit. But I just couldn’t sit, and therefore couldn’t key-in the words to tell you how I was.
I’m trying to make the best of it at the moment and trying to find things to smile at with everyday life.
And of course there are many things to look forward to, like a baby.
Isn’t that enough to reach the very tip of my socks and fill me with glee? Yes it certainly is.
So I’ve got to focus and try to see the good in all I have that’s not so good.
I think I should leave it here.
Let’s stick with a blessing of new life to look forward too at the end of November.
Happy Days… 
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