Starting to feel better…

Yesterday, I had afternoon tea with friends in the road where I live. My friend, the single former Headteacher, who never remembers a personal detail about her friends, and the retired couple who live opposite her.

It was very convivial, with a lot of chat and laughter. I have met the husband of the couple before, he removed the dead bird my neighbours placed inside my back porch. His wife is equally pleasant. They are both former nurses.

I was able to mention my appointment on new year’s eve without going into too much detail, but enough that they understood that I found it distressing, both mentally and physically.

Both households are dog owners, so I went with Ruth to walk hers. The sunset was finishing as we went along the quay, and then we cut through some footpaths. At one point, I had three seconds of real fear as I could no longer hear her, nor see her. I momentarily thought she had been silently attacked, but she was just collecting poop, behind a hedge.

I felt a lot better when I got home, but I still could not relax physically and was awake until early this morning.

I have decided to take the course of steroids after my chest infection, despite Dr Davies considering them unnecessary. I get great benefit from them.

By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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