Flattened

 Yesterday i found that I just couldn’t do anything...... I am so conditioned to believe that I must be busy at all times that I found myself feeling down and sad. I tried to get on and do stuff, but I honestly felt as if I’d been run over by a steamroller.


Whether this is due completely to last Friday’s first immunotherapy treatment, or my maiden voyage with the flu jab the following day, or a combination of the two, I just don’t know. Anyway, the sum total of yesterday’s energy output was :-two trips to the local co-op, a spot of reading, a determined effort to start cleaning the house (got as far as carrying the vacuum cleaner down the stairs) and a reheating of the previous night’s dinner - ping.

And there you have it......... 

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  1. NigelOctober 20, 2020 at 8:37 AM

    Yikes Mandy sounds awful and wishing you all the very best to get to your normal self xx

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  2. William JessieJanuary 9, 2021 at 1:27 PM

    J'ai lu cet article, il est vraiment instructif. Votre façon d'écrire et de clarifier les choses est très impressionnante. Je vous remercie pour un article aussi instructif. aspirateur eau et poussière pour nettoyer les étangs

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