I am seeing… “Silk” on TV, and my worktable nicely piling high with some crocheted flowers and leaves that I made today, ready for sewing together into a couple of brooches.
I am hearing… apart from the TV, nothing. It’s all quiet.
I am smelling… furniture polish from my (brief) attempt at some housework earlier today.
I tasted… a beautiful cup of tea made for me by my beautiful daughter J
I am feeling… very uncomfortable with pains in my stomach and my back. Emotionally a little fragile – there are a couple of big appointments coming up which I am dreading and they are starting to weigh heavily on me. Also, the first days of an episode always leave me feeling a little bit emotional because yet again it is proved that this whole health shebang isn’t over at all and I get the sense of “here we bloody well go again”. After two and a half years it’s wearing a little bit thin now.