The 17th of October. I had a great sleep with the aid of a Zopiclone, so I only came downstairs at about nine, and so I was still mid-breakfast when the nurse came to flush my line.
This morning we went to the sorting office to pick up my phone case that they tried to deliver yesterday while we were out. We then had a quick trip into Sutton to get a card for Elle and Ben because yesterday their baby was born! Luna Valentine, and she is beautiful. I'm dying to meet her.
This afternoon I've watched tv and crocheted. I meant to read some Jeffery Deaver but I didn't. So a fairly unproductive afternoon/evening.
Tonight is Stand Up to Cancer on Channel 4. Currently watching a film about a lady who is terminal and worries about what her family will do, how they'll cope when she's gone. I can identify with that.
The 18th of October.
Terrible sleep. I've been awake on and off since half one, so I am very tired tonight. This morning I drafted a blogpost and read the paper, as I do every week.
After Saturday Kitchen had finished, I watched the bits of Stand Up to Cancer I recorded after going to bed. Then Mommy and I watched I think four food programmes in a row and I made the major discovery that I have actually been doing single crochet in the round. I do feel something of a numpty.
Oh, I ordered a jumper and some leggings from ASOS that arrived at lunchtime. The jumper is lovely and snuggly, but the leggings were cut so ridiculously, I could only just get my foot through the hole, and trying to pull them up literally hurt my skin. I don't know what size they think people's feet are but it's miniscule!
I can smell a smell in the living room but no one else can smell it. It is a salt and vinegar crisp smell but nothing I have individually smelled smells like it.