… and Sunday is a day of rest.
So no-one was more disappointed than me to be awake at 04:30.
In fact that wasn’t the first time that I was awake either. I must have been awake three or four times before then – and two or three times after then too. What finally put the hat on it was that the wooden box that I use to prop up my leg in bed fell out of bed, and almost took me with it
07:45 was still far too early to be out of bed but there wasn’t much point in staying there any longer.
After a comparatively early start to the day I attacked the photos for April 2018 but my heart wasn’t in it and I ended up back in bed by 11:00. There I stayed until 12:40, having had a good doze here and there.
Rosemary rang me this afternoon and we had a lengthy chat, following which I took the waters – to wit one saline bath. and it seems to have eased the knee a little more.
And much to my surprise, the leg doesn’t seem to be weeping as much as it did before. And I’m not sure if this is a good sign or a bad sign.
Tea was a pizza and now I’m going to have an early night. It’s a Bank Holiday tomorrow so I’m not going to set an alarm. I’m going to have a nice quiet lie-in instead to make up for today.
