Been out adventuring. Met a friend to explore the V&A in London last weekend. Breathtaking sculptures, great company and good pizza made for a marvellous time.
The trains of course proved not quite as resilient, lines down and power outages due to the first great storm of the season, meant they were completely packed going down and non existent coming home. So I had to stay over. Pill less, but snack full, I booked myself into a Hub hotel in Brick Lane.
All was well until the morning as the lack of morphine kicked in, so too did a great wave of anxiety and fear undispelled by my box breathing and mantras of being safe. It was a rocky trip home to put it mildly.
Once back at Home, safe and sofa rested all returned to ‘normal’. Amazed at just how much work the morphine is now doing in terms of squashing my pain and anxiety as much as it does.
Treatment this week was delayed by a day due to a system glitch, so down a day in the cycle.
Welcome to November.
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