Yesterday, I felt tired for some unknown reason and found myself doing that ‘walking through treacle’ thing again. It had started well, in that I took myself off to yoga and had a good time there, re-adjusting my body, but it seemed to go downhill from there onwards.
The afternoon strolled past me and the evening found me glued to TV programmes. No amount of chivvying myself up could get me off the sofa.
John, on the other hand, was busy. We had bought black-out blinds for the bedroom and, having fixed one up the other day, the second one beckoned, so he got on with it. I was exceptionally pleased. How wonderful to be able to sleep without the moon lighting up the bedroom. Who knows? A good night’s sleep might be in the offing more often than before. Let’s hope so.
This morning I was determined not to let the world overwhelm me, so I got up early, breakfasted and then took myself a lovely walk in Katherine’s Woods, which I haven’t done for months. It was lovely, because not only was the walk itself very enjoyable, but I bumped into an old colleague from work, and we walked together for a while.
Once home, I had promised myself that I might nip up to church, where there was a service this morning. I no longer go to church on a Sunday due to the incidence of COVID in the village, but a friend I was talking to at yoga yesterday suggested the Wednesday service, where there are about half a dozen congregants. So I girded my loins and went. Very intimate and a short service, so it felt good. Body and soul knitted together over the last day or two – just got to capture the mind in the net now.
John has felt very tired today, struggling to get going and ease himself through the day. We did, however, have a very successful afternoon. A while ago, he had attended an eye clinic to see if they could do something about the double-vision that he has. And yes, sure enough, prisms were prescribed and seem to do the trick. Today was a check-up to see if stronger ones were needed, before the final decision of changing the lenses in his glasses. Yep, a slightly stronger one was prescribed and John was told to trial that until January whereupon, if successful, new lenses could be ordered. This is what I call a result.
This evening was Quiz Night and great fun. Regrettably, John was too tired to continue half-way through, so he abandoned ship and went to bed. We did have a giggle though. A great quiz that caused lots of debate – which often resulted in the correct answers! Now there’s a first. We were delighted with our ‘scores on the doors’ tonight.
I haven’t really watched the news today but there seems to be tragedy all around us in one guise or another, and particularly the story of migrants drowning in the Channel. I think it was only a matter of time that this happened, because it such a dangerous thing to do. How desperate must these poor people be? Terrible waste of life.
COVID is still rife of course, but no-one is talking about that. The newscasters just drop the figures out as matter-of-fact as you like, and then move on. Who cares if thousands are poorly and hundreds are dying? Certainly not the British Public by the looks of it.
43,676 people tested positive for the virus today; 149 people died in the community; 49 people died in hospitals in the last 48 hours; and 722 people were admitted to hospital in the last 24 hours.
Each number is a proper and real person. Ouch.
Take care everyone. God bless. Mask up!