Rested Sunday, read and went for a quick drink with Pete which was pleasant enough.
Today went back to work and got through the day but still don’t feel quite right. My bosses said it would take a while and I guess they’re right. Don’t like feeling like this, slightly fragile , feminds me of post op kidney cancer surgery. i had a big fall over some uneven pavement on way home. Someone helped me to get up and said she couldn’t believe how calmly I fell. Landed on knees and wrist. Last time I did that on a slippy wet hospital floor four years ago, I broke my arm. Yes Vera, I could have sued but didnt! Today only minor bruises on knees. I consider myself lucky. My son had to take me back down in his car as my glasses went flying over a hedge and he got them back for me. A colleague at work lost her brother and I took the call. One after the other recently. Really strange and difficult times we r in. So we persevere and keep going.
Peters sister in hospital in Kent. To me it sounds like a stroke but at least she is back in uk now.
