I am still here...

..I'm just a little bit broken at the moment.

This whole convalescent thing is a lot more miserable than I anticipated. Healthwise - well I'm getting better. I have less pain and the pain when it is, is less. I have movement and am able to get out of teh house for short periods - taken for drives, or to a shop for a half hour meander. Generally followed by a 2 hour siesta!

I am kinda borked emotionally though. Can't really face people, lethargic, apathetic and, well, just plain miserable really. Scared of even thinking about work. sweeping wafts of woe and weepiness. Insomnia mixed witha fear of even trying to sleep. bored beyond all measure and bored with myself.

It makes me very frustrated with myself.I feel a fraud for being so woeful when I have no real reason, then irritated with myself, then ashamed, then bored, then... yep, poor attention focus to add to the mix!

Anyway. This is just to explain that I've been so very quiet. I feel unable to comment a lot of the time at the moment, but I'm still reading and feeling and caring - just can't really communicate overly well at the minute. Ah well.

I'll post a picture of a kitten in a minute.

As promised...

This little fellow has moved in to my Mum's house.



He arrived last Monday evening - just walked in, looked suprised to se us and ran away again. The following morning he moved in properly. He now leaves for a couple of hours around midnight, then returns to stay, sleep, eat and play all day long. Mum's cat, who fights ferociously with the neighbourhood cats allows him to come in, shared food and plays tag with him.

The folks have asked around, checked local shops for notices etc but no one seems to want him/be missing him. He has huge Puss in Boots eyes and demands constant attention :)

( one more pic )