Yeaterday morning I scared myself. I couldn't remember how many, if any, painkillers I'd taken during the night. J and j took them off me and had me on a very strictly controlled timetable all day, just in case I did a MJ.
I'm starting to see how easily overdose could happen, especially if the drugs you are taking make you confused and sleepy. Good job I've got the pill police on the case.
I want to get better quickly. I need to be able to use my arms and move around. On my Easter list is:
- helping J empty the deck/porch, replace its roof and build an extension to it
- strip the old varnish off the garden furniture and re-treat with teak oil
- planting my potatoes (traditionally done on Good Friday)
These are some pink fir apple potatoes, chitting in the sun on my kitchen windowsill. I love these, boiled in their skins with butter and a bit of parsley.