Saturday Afternoon

Good afternoon.
Well I didn't sleep well, I was only sleeping lightly and woke sick and shaking at 3am, I had such funny dreams though.
I dreamed I was living in a house owned by the diocese of Winchester and I wrote them a letter complaining that the house was damp. And then I was at wolvsley for a meeting with Tim Dakin and I had an assistance dog called Lulu with me and she was sweet but I was puzzled as to where she had come from.

Anyway I dozed again until 8am and lay there not wanting to get up because of pain but knowing that I was likely to feel better if I got up and had a hot drink and some meds.
The other thing about last night is that my lungs never stopped rattling and wheezing all night.

Anyway, I got up drank tea and took Beechams and ibruprophen and tried to come to life, eventually I was awake and showered and dressed, waiting for the post, one letter for me.
I knew my parcel was due so I waited, and when I knew my landlord was around, I went down to the open day I had been planning to go to, and found that helpful.

My landlord got the parcel and I collected it off him, he cheerfully told me about how he had had five discs in his spine removed, and told me the parcel wasn't heavy! Ha!
I staggered back with the parcel under one arm and the walking stick in the other hand :( I am most certainly not meant to be carrying things. But anyway, I know have UHT milk to see me through the thin times for a long time to come.

I am wearing a soft neck collar, it is funny but I haven't worn one since I was in Jersey, it was left behind with everything else.
I have to go and do a food shop so I will take my rucksack and see if I can manage without the collar.