Bleurgh, I'm feeling sorry for myself, I spent most of the night lurching from my bedroom to the bathroom.
It's not that unusual an occurrence, I think a lot of it is stress, dealing with Steve can be hard work at times.
He really hates me making friends or going out so he is aggrieved that I manage to do both occasionally. Tomorrow I'm hoping to go to the Food Pantry despite Steve and some other residents telling me I shouldn't go.
I've managed to walk Beano twice, though the first walk was more of a stagger. I'm now on the sofa, under a warm throw and I'll probably have a snooze it two.
I shall stick to water today and hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow.
1 comment:
Why are they telling you not to go, food pantry's are brilliant organisations, making sure that no food goes to waste or to landfill, AND meaning that people can get some real bargains.
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