Brain Fog and gratitude…

Since my post this morning, I have shopped for food, and took the bus to another part of town. I hadn’t used this route before, so asked people to tell me where to get off for my purpose. I became well informed by kind people so my fear of going too far was assuaged. I had got soaked on my way to the bus station, and remained damp until I arrived home.

The facial was awesome. With calming music, dim lights, and the gentleness of the practitioner, the time went very quickly.

I decided to come back as a pedestrian. The rain had stopped it was mild, and I love being outdoors. I had spotted a lovely dress in the mall as I went past on my way to the bus station, so I went the length of the High Street to see if they had it in her size. They didn’t, but I asked if it ran small or if the sizing was generous. Small, so I snapped it up in no time. Even though it was on sale, I was told I could return it.

I bumped into neighbour, my neighbourhood, not nextdoor neighbours. We are always happy to see each other.

I arrived home, pleasantly tired, happy and content. My face feels great – this was my third facial, and my daughter once said that they make my face look dewy. I like that.

The rough sleeper did not come. This is typical. When I see him again, I will renew my offer.


Yesterday was difficult for breathing…

We have had rain and milder weather. Damp air impedes my breathing. So, although yesterday started well, I later felt short of breath quite a bit.

The only thing I can do is use my inhaler. I am going to get a small dehumidifier. I can at least alter the atmosphere where I write.

I have had a chat with my GP about my appointment with Respiratory Medicine at the hospital. He approves that I went ahead with my course of steroids. The hospital will have to wait six weeks before they do tests, so that the steroids are out of my system. I am glad that I am a good self-manager, most of the time.

I have found myself much too warm, and much too cold. This is partly because of the steroids, and partly because I have a niggle of anxiety about the ‘specialist’ I saw, and his manner. Having gone against his instructions would not affect me if I did not have this neurological disease. It displays any anxiety in a physical way.

I also need to explore if anything I am eating is causing my shortness of breath. I am allergic to sheep’s cheese. I found out in the typical way, and have avoided it since. I have recently made changes to food I eat, so must check.

I am having a facial today. I can ill afford it, as I was presented with an unexpected utility bill from my previous provider. But I deserve it, so I will enjoy it.