Finally!

I had my CT scan yesterday. I was hoping for some instant relief but knowing that the hospitals are so busy due to Covid and that it could still be another couple of weeks before I get my results has dampened the relief somewhat.

However for the first time in over a week I woke up today and didn’t feel the need to just yank the duvet back over my head. In fact I actually got on with some work. Arguably more than I achieved all of last week in just a couple of hours this morning.

Somewhat ironic when I was signed off work for another month from Monday.

I really hope I’m coming out of this “fug” that has enveloped me for the last few weeks and has been very obvious to anyone outside looking when viewing my blog posts. The mood has gone down and kept going.

I had another visit from one of the Phyllis Tuckwell nurses yesterday and completed another wellness questionnaire and there were no surprises that it shows I’m pretty down at the moment.

I’m going to contact the counselling team at the hospital next week to see if talking to a stranger will make my problems disappear.

I’ve now made it to 6pm without a nap today and while I’m very tired and will have an early night I see that as a small victory as that’s not happened for a few weeks either.

And as I was awake this afternoon I had one of these. First time in about 20 years.