Je dors toute seule. Utter bliss. Sun came out this afternoon. So rare these bitter-cold and damp June days I days fell asleep in taxi taking me home (bring unable to drive costs a fortune) and forgot to give directions at a crucial point. “Sorry” I mumbled to cabby, “Only like I’m a lizard. At the first glimmer of sun I fall asleep- can’t help myself”
We talked of many things – Killing Eve to which I am now officially addicted. (He had never heard of it
) , Breaking Bad – both of us avid fans and of course Game of Thrones which has as yet eluded me due to the foul language and revoltingly lurid content. (In the quarter of an episode I watched at least)
First day I have truly emerged from hip thing. Walking stick from Amazon which collapses like magic wand… Taxis. Used an ordinary loo, without raised seat in Doctors surgery, had nails and toes done sitting in wonderful massage chair in N. Abbott. Nurse removed dressing, trimmed stitches and said skin all “knitted together perfectly” so am now opsite dressing less. Can walk quite fast with my stick. Full range of movement in my joint for sure. Full weight bearing. Top of right thigh still very swollen but she says quite normal. “Everything under the skin has been rearranged – normal fluid build up”
Light at end of ….etc,?
The River Files 