I’ve had a fairly quiet week for a change and it’s been nice to relax and have some time to myself. I had a pleasant day on Monday going up the lakes with my friend for his birthday – he was widowed 2 years ago and is still grieving for his wife, so I was happy he’d asked me out rather than moping around on his own at home.
Wednesday evening I’d agreed to do two talks at my Camera Club on various types of software. Whenever I commit to doing something I worry myself stupid in case I’m ill on the day and have to pull out, but I was fine and it went really well, including good-hearted banter from the audience, I was finally presented with my certificate for achieving the DPAGB back in November by an official from the Photographic Alliance of Great Britain, who also asked if I’d be guest speaker at his Camera Club in Carlisle next season which was flattering 🙂
I felt physically great at the start of the week, but rubbish by the end of it. My brain fog today is ridiculous, every part of my body is aching and I have the energy of a zombie. I’m currently on day 32 of my cycle so am wondering if I’m going to skip a period this time as it’s so late. All this uncertainty, and not knowing when or if Aunt Flo is going to put in an appearance, is doing my nut in.
I spoke to the GP about my Dad. His last B12 test twelve months ago was fine, so low B12 is clearly not the cause of his neuropathy. She’s put him on amitriptylene for his aching leg pain and, being as though he’s also understandably a bit low, I’m hoping it will help. She also said he most definitely should be tested for Lyme disease, so has arranged for him to have a blood test this week. To be fair to her, she takes everything I say on board and if I request a test or referral she’s usually more than happy to agree.
I’ve had time to work on another photograph this week. I live right next to a little village Church, which luckily is still open to the public all day. Hardly anyone goes in the winter, so I’m able to take my camera in there and have done several photos inside. As a teenager I seriously considered becoming a Nun but I would have been disastruous at it, on account of the fact I hate being told what to do 😉 I hope no-one is offended by my picture which I’m calling Disobedient – it was simply inspired by my story.