Hello Sunny Wednesday!
Hope all is well?
I’m afraid I wrote a blog yesterday, but it has flown away.
Don’t you hate it when that happens? I spent a merry hour, sitting in Redhill Hospital composing THE most delightful blog, and went to post it this morning, and it’s gone. It’s binandunangon!
I’m sure you’ll agree, there is nowt more frustrating than trying to retrace one’s steps, so I am just going to accept that the sole purpose of the writing of the blog yesterday was distraction.
It was to help me focus on something else, whilst my poor brother was under the knife. So it did its job, I suppose.
I did want to say that the nurses at Redhill are brilliant,
and GOD BLESS THE NHS,
and that there’s nothing like a day at a hospital for right-sizing your own problems.
But rather than beat myself up for not pressing the SAVE button yesterday, let’s just be happy that the op went well, and Steve is doing well. He has got a serious slit across his throat, but as I pointed out to him last night, with his broken nose and cauliflower ears from his 2nd row rugby playing days, this scar is hardly going to tip the balance! He is very gorgeous
- and he’s still got a full head of hair.
When I got home last night, I cranked up the Happy Song, danced and clapped around the kitchen for half an hour, cleared my head.
And slept like a log!
Craft? Card? Artwork? Not today. It’s gone!
And I am already so behind with my work...
But as Buddha always say:
You’re not behind; you are just on your own path,
taking it more slowly this week......
So can you come back tomorrow please?
I will have a plan again by then!
Tell you what though...
How about a Get Well Card from YOU to Steve?
That’s if you have time of course.
He would love that!
Give him something to enjoy when he gets out...
MUST DASH -
(said the Mexican)