As I drift on into the afternoon, I have the sneaking feeling that I may wake up soon but, then again, I’m getting quite used to this light-headed fog. When I arose, about 11.00am, I even contemplated having a shower, and then by the time I’d shuffled through to the bathroom, was unable to treat myself in such a drastic manner. On returning to the bedroom, the task of removing dressing gown and pyjamas, to replace them with appropriate day attire, seemed to drain even further my resources for facing the day. This is not a complaint, quite simply a statement of fact; at least I am once again relatively ache free.
In this dull cold day the Lord has made, I will attempt to rejoice and be glad!