Good Morning to Saturday...12th, 5.32, 13.7dg, 19.6ml since I was seen last, VB cold, forecasting sun and afternoon showers today and the same for tomorrow. Friday was a day lost spending it in recovery mode, in amongst trying to find some brain cells that still had enough power in them to keep moving with the list of things I needed to achieve before 11.30am Sunday. The problem was the arrival from New Zealand via Bali and Greece Friday afternoon... so what was an orderly drink while I cook, arrange the flowers and socialise with a friend and her little through the afternoon, really just picked up the pace by five notches and the consequence of that was a very seedy Moochie yesterday, like seriously seedy. But how blessed I am to have my Besties back in Schruns. My early control appointment Friday morning with the hospital did not really give me the results I wanted. They decided that it was not a good idea to open the front area of the leg to drain the haematoma because of my impending flights, so I am back in a plaster bandage until I leave and then I have to go back to giving myself anti thrombosis injections before each flight, wearing the super sexy stockings. I know the leg isn't good, so it was not a happy face on Friday... not at all. And it is wet and it is cold. God is not going to deliver the super gorgeous weather day requested for Sunday. So the small lack of self control, to my way of thinking, is adequately justified on all counts. Today is more of yesterday, ticking off the work to do on the lists so there is a minimum of fuss tomorrow. Table top change from small to large, and positioning everything for the possibility of being inside rather than out. Positive vibes, positive vibes. It will have to be flat shoes with a party dress... not the look I was after and nor is the beautiful stark white bandage from toes to misbehaving knee. La La La... Jeez. So you see why prepping for the weekend is a good idea.
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