I’ve been having a run of these days for a week now. Despite my righteous attempts to improve fitness and maintain strength and balance (oh and lose a little weight) with five times a week gym visits and training under professional supervision, last Wednesday I twisted my knee getting out of the leg press machine (I know!!) and since then have been crippled and in such pain. Buckets of tears, a doctors visit, physiotherapist visits and a deluge of self pity later, I confess that while I may be almost 69 I feel more like 89! I grimace at the pain, swallow anti inflammatory and painkiller and do everything so very very slowly. Praise the Lord for audiobooks and embroidery.
But the flip side - My Blue Hussif is coming along and providing maximum enjoyment. The outside is almost complete.
Today the post man brought me some linen for my next project so I am well stocked for this rehab period. Tomorrow or the next day or even Monday I may brave the supermarket, hanging on to a trolley, and stock the pantry and fridge. Then I will be confident of maintaining a fully supplied season of hermit life😂😳