Nothing much to report today. Walked around the local oval last night with the daughter and dogs until it rained. Got home and my daughter made a nice meal with steak and salad. Had a couple of slices of ham and turkey to go with it (slightly over the top but it was mostly protein). Watched tv and eventually fell into bed. Slept more or less ok and got up this morning at 5:00. So far so good.
Weight seems to have dropped a little to 168.5 (somehow) and the BP seems to be in the normal range.
There are a few important things I have to do today and the more that needs to be done, the more I realise I don’t want to do any of them. I’m becoming quite agoraphobic and I get anxious just considering leaving the house! Lord knows why because I never used to be like this and there’s no obvious reason for it.
Today I have to go to the Physio, and then to the chemist for various things to be ready for the operation next week, and then out for a meal at the Centrepoint Tower with the daughters, and I really don’t want to go to any of them. It’s ridiculous really. I’m becoming really ‘odd’ in my old age. Part of the anxiety I know is the possibility of doing something new and unexpected that will stress me… for example having to talk to people, or having to park the car in Sydney and maybe getting to the Tower later than we’d agreed. Crazy really… I mean **really**. Still, I’ll write up how it goes and see if it was all ok after all, which it ought to be. So, deep breath… and here we go.
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