Don't walk before you can run

So I am learning to respect recovery and rest - not an easy task for me to be honest.

Clearly this is going to take a little getting over and can't be achieved in a day - or three.

Yesterday was a bad day. I hadn't slept (I am really struggling with sleeping propped up on my back - everywhere aches) and I was in a lot of pain and so I just had to accept not doing anything much at all. Today I felt much better and so we ventured out, but i confess I was scared. Not known for my nimbleness, and able to trip on a shadow as my mother always said, the icy weather freaked me out. Nigel fell all the way down out front steps yesterday as they were icy and we were both terrified of what that would mean if I slept. pretty much a disaster as I am not nearly healed. Thankfully he wasn't hurt, though it was spectacular and captured on our new doorbell camera. Consequently, we were aware that as it is still below zero I couldn't risk anywhere icy so we did an indoor walk around the Range and Dunelm Mill. I know I must be poorly as Nigel agreed very readily to a new duvet set we didn't need but I just fancied. It wasn't a strenuous walk but I was pooped afterwards.

I did sit and scrap this morning though, catching up on some of my Christmas journal pages.

So here are some of those to share - for most of them I used Scrap Squad lifts

 

Day 7

 

 

Day 8 - never going to be a good one

 

 

 

Day 9

 

 

Day 10

 

The postbox picture is a little watercolour I did on Saturday

 

 

Day 11

Today I am thankful for

• slowly learning to take things easy
• Nigel - he really is an exceptional nurse

and these painted hands are incredible

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments

[Carole]

Love the watercolour postbox and glad to hear you are taking it one day at a time. Look after yourselves x