PHSE II AS GOOD AS IT GETS DAY 16

PHASE II A.G.A.I.G. DAY 16

Wednesday and I feel like a slug, vaguely headachy and lethargic, fortunately no one is going to want me to do anything intelligent till 2pm. So a smoothie breakfast, black coffee and drugs to get me going before I look at what I need to do today. The post arrives early with the oncologist letter to the GP and a leper letter telling me how to vote in the coming local election. Best of all is a letter from a friend in Scotland who writes interesting and witty letters. So with a second coffee I settle down to read. Whilst doing so my LUSH order is delivered. At the end of the letter I open my LUSH parcel and delve into the package maggots to retrieve my haul of bath bombs. Its such an indulgence but I consider myself worth it. The variety is large and I cannot wait to try some of the new ones, especially the eggs and glistening orange flowery ones. I suspect the rabbit will survive for quite a long time, too cute you see.

Total and Absolute Indulgence because I’m worth it

I lunch and get ready for the one time I need to be intelligent in the day. It is a test of Lifesize a meeting platform over which I am doing a therapeutic community assessment next week. Before the test I ring my GP to organise my 28 day injection for Monday. This time round I will follow the oncologist’s advice and dose myself up with paracetamol the day before, the day and the day after. The test goes well with no hitches, which I am mildly surprised at. I tried to down load the software to get my own account but this turned out to be more of a test which ended in failure. Once the test was over it was time to head for the shed and to train for an hour.

It was a tough session as my legs had not recovered from yesterdays long row. I returned to the house and took the bins in and noticed that my garden was suddenly full of flowers, so I took a few pictures.

I get myself comfortable and watch the early football match as I write the blog. An evening meal and the end of football so back to the blog. My evening is in the balance between a bath bomb bath, football and the final episode of the Bay. Of course there are two unread books beckoning me and some tasks that are niggling away at me. Just over a month to go and I will be able to drop my bell and run off into the world to eat with strangers, shop with the hoards and embarrass myself by hugging unexpecting people. It is at this point that I will discover that the most serious affect of COVID will have been to turn the entire population haphephobic.

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The day of the omelette