I love a nice day, but who ordered this circle of hell? I woke when Kev did and almost got up. I decided to stay where I was and eventually I drifted off.
When I woke again I had Willow on my knee and I was sweating like a paedophile at a school gate. So, I thought, I need a shower. No Kev here, so what if I try standing in the cubicle then turn the shower on so I'm not having to walk on the bottom with running water. Which I did. My feet firmly planted on the dry floor. I held onto the grab rail and only let go to wash my hair. It felt amazing. I stopped the shower and waited for the water in the bottom to completely drain away before venturing to step out. I had my call pendant hanging in easy reach just in case. But all was well. Another small step for Michelle's recovery, and another giant leap for Michelle's confidence.
It was too warm to do anything at my desk beyond my pages. So I had a quiet day pottering about and watching a bit of TV.
Bone Scan tomorrow so we will see what they say.
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