A Short Lived Recovery

Well that was a horrible night.

Broken sleep, hallucinations in my dreams, freezing cold once more. Very bizarre.

I thought I was over it, but apparently not.

Therefore due to my eyes feeling like they are being pinned in place and hurt every time I look at anything with illumination behind it – i.e this screen, I shall only be able to make a token gesture of a post today.

I honestly thought I had seen the bad thing off but quite apparently not.

Feeling crapola really affects my imaginative flow and reduces my ability to virtually zero. Mind you, I might actually question “What ability” at times especially the way I have been feeling.

Staying home in bed and feeling poorly certainly should give me plenty of time to consider what I could be writing here but unfortunately my brain doesn’t appear to work like that. It appears to enjoy being shut down along with the rest of my body.

So with very little happening to me over the past few days I am afraid I have very little to offer in the way of a post today. Very little that is apart from Archie the dog requiring a trip to the vets for his booster and us discovering he is now too old to go on long walks and can only have 4 short ones per day. I know he isn’t going to like that but if he over does it, his back legs stop working and he struggles to climb the stair or jump on the sofa, so he really has the very example of hobsons choice when it comes to his exercise regime.

What is most upsetting about this is the fact that he was due to join me on my journey along the Ridgeway next year but unless he makes a miraculous turn about in his ageing and starts to get younger, I don’t think that it will happen and I am gutted.

Of course I shall still do the walk it just would have been nice to take his lordship along as he loves to be outside and short of carrying him in a second rucksack, I can’t really see how else he might be able to join me ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

Still, that is a problem for another day, today I have this bloody viral thing and it isn’t improving so I shall be contacting the GP once more because its awful and as I said yesterday more worrying given that I have not long had my surgery.

Still, a restorative cup of Yorkshire Gold is now on the agenda so I will see how I feel after that.

Sorry for such a crap post today folks.

‘Till tomorrow

WBFM Hopes he feels better…

4 thoughts on “A Short Lived Recovery

  1. thepaleosleeve says:

    I’m so sorry about your sweet little dog. And that you have to be ill on top of still recovering. That bloody sucks!! I wish I could give you a hug and make you some soup! I hope that you will be on the mend soon my friend!! (((Hugs)))

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  2. Worlds Biggest Fridge Magnet says:

    Thank you, very kind. I shall be better at some point but I have no idea when! I feel worse from this virus that I did with my recovery post op!
    Archie will be fine, don’t worry! I shall just have to work out how he can accompany me on the walk. Perhaps if I take a hand cart…. ๐Ÿ˜‰


  3. Worlds Biggest Fridge Magnet says:

    He’s got plenty of years left in him at only 10, its just he needs to learn to slow down little!
    That unfortunately affects me as I like the long countryside walks but I have decided that I shall now take hime out twice a day on walks that are much shorter so we can both still enjoy the local views and smells ๐Ÿ˜‰


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